Julia and I bummed around Oahu in the morning, waiting to get rid of our rental car and, once again, be free women. That car…..anyway, we played in the airport for a few hours. It was nice to not have to rush. And the flying rats (pigeons) were entertaining enough, strutting around the terminal.
Julia and I started our fourth day in Hawaii at a restaurant called Cinnamon’s. I think we were the grubbiest people in there, hiking gear table side, bandanas tied, trace amounts of mud on feet and legs. Yes, the adventuring never stops! We split the two specials: Fajita breakfast burrito and Macadamia Nut/Chocolate explosion of happiness french toast.
I think the longer you live and the farther you travel, you begin to realize how little you need and how little you really want. And my prediction is that years from now, on my deathbed, I will realize that all I really wanted from life was to walk barefoot through beautiful lands with the sort of people who illuminate the world with kindness and good vibrations. And maybe to swim so far that I actually transform into a mermaid…
Every time you wake up in Hawaii, there is the distinct possibility that you are still dreaming. Continue reading
0345: My alarm sounds….”Am I in hell?” I think to myself. “Is this some kind of joke? Wait, is that an alien? Are those power tools??” I sit up in a panic! But as I pry my eyes open and they scan the room, they happen to fall upon several suitcases.