Day 3

My day today started at 6:22. Or maybe 3:30. But I went for my walk just at the end of sunrise.

I had plans to go to the South Shore. I waited in my apartment for a little time to pass by, to give time for the island to open up. I sat and waited. There was a gentle breeze blowing the [horrfically] canary-yellow curtain. I was listening to Hesitation Blues. Life is an ironic river.

I walked down to the Kealia Beach bus stop, but couldn't get on the 8:22 bus because I didn't think I had exactly two dollars for the fare. I think I waited another hour (did I really just stand there under that tree for an entire hour? Living in Island Time, I suppose.) for the next bus to Lihue. I found two dollars after Grandma drove down to give me change.

There was nothing exciting at Kukui Grove. And I spent four more hours there until I finally figured out how to get to Poipu, thank you to my friend and the operator. And thanks toothless John, anyway, for your help and good intentions. Nice guy.
Employees of the County (any county)  have never been more pleasant.

I sat on the beach with a friend. And got really burned by the sun. This is why I wear turtlenecks. Or maybe this is because I wear turtlenecks, and have minimal interaction with the sun.

We went to a Farmers Market and I bought some lovely limes and lemons and tomatoes. So beautiful. And avocados are everywhere.

The day went on and I was shown Kaleheo, along with some stunning sights. My knees buckled, my eyes watered. Holy Moses.

Exhausted, I stepped on the Kalaheo:Lihue bus. Made a friend who's from Seattle! Not really--- but he was so great.

There were so many angels on the 350 Koloa and 500 Hanalei today.

And I'm sitting at the bungalow now. I rode in four buses today. My shoulders are tender. My feet have blisters from slippers. And it's becoming a conscious effort to avoid speaking pidgin aloud. And it's only day three!