One of the best things about Gimli going to Valinor is the way it happened. Like if he’d been invited to go along on one of the swan boats by Galadriel or something that would be reasonable, still completely unheard of but it makes sense that someone like her could talk the Valar into letting him in. But no, he goes with freaking Legolas. Legolas, who was eloquently described in one post as “the baby gay dudebro redneck of the elves.” Legolas, who missed all the boats to Valinor because he was running around having adventures, and then when he decided to finally go, having never seen the ocean in his life, went “I’ll just build my own boat how hard can it be” and presumably just showed up to Valinor 15 decades late on what I like to imagine was a barely seaworthy disaster of a boat and some random dwarf in tow like “this is fine right?” in the ugliest Sindarin accent ever to grace its white shores.
The implication being that the Valar, when confronted with this situation, all shrugged wearily and said “sure, why not.”