Monday, March 8, 2010

Big windy night and day. Easy decision to go to Lihue Lutheran. Head South to Waimea's Grove Cafe . . . New name! The final Olympic hockey match is being tevised; fsudden death overtime.
We stroll to the beach and the sand is too hot.
Time to check in at the Aston, we head to the pool, it is so windy and cool: the hot tub is really the only option now. Dan is a gpod sport!
At 6 we try a new dinner spot. . . Kauai Pasta. So many offerings! We each choose a simple bowl of spaghetti and a glass of red. An efficient operation there.
Once home we watch the closing ceremonies and watch the sun set one last tine. . . .
The funk is settli
G over me, too much analysis. At the end of this precious vacation time i often wonder how to integrate all the Aloha into life in Vancouver.
Eat fruit
Spend time outdoors
Smell HAwaiian
Do less
Relax more


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Thursday, March 4, 2010

Big windy night and day. Easy decision to go to Lihue Lutheran. Head South to Waimea's Grove Cafe . . . New name! The final Olympic hockey match is being televised; sudden death overtime.
We stroll to the beach and the sand is too hot.
Time to check in at the Aston, we head to the pool, it is so windy and cool: the hot tub is really the only option now. Dan is a good sport!
At 6 we try a new dinner spot. . . Kauai Pasta. So many offerings! We each choose a simple bowl of spaghetti and a glass of red. An efficient operation there.
Once home we watch the closing ceremonies and watch the sun set one last tine. . . .
The funk is settling over me, too much analysis. At the end of this precious vacation time i often wonder how to integrate all the Aloha into life in Vancouver.
Eat fruit
Spend time outdoors
Smell HAwaiian
Do less
Relax more

Monday, March 1, 2010

Throughout the early morning hours a shrill tsunami siren pierced the hour. Five, six, seven, and I notice i am afraid to get up. Dan says he needs to fill the car's tank with gasoline. This triggers some innate survival response. We make coffee and turn the TV on to the news.We fill all available containers with water and I boil up what little brown rice pasta we have, anticipating a loss of power. The television reporters are watching Hilo harbor for the first signs of approaching water.
The Cliffs are silent, a still and frightened hush. As we watch, afraid to leave our unit, the nervous energy rises outside. We hear folks churning about, settling at the ocean's edge on lawn chairs. . . .



After three hours we venture into the gathering crowd. It is almost carnival like! Such a gathering: all these people home for the day. (The roads were closed, and we were instructed to stay put!) At the pool, folding chairs lined the perimeter. Standing room only~


By two thirty the warning is lifted. Dan couldn't wait to get to Anini Beach. It was a swift transition to reclaiming the beaches in an easy trusting way.
For dinner we grilled Shutome and a rib eye steak. Just trying to eat up all the leftovers before we pack it up in the morning.