Pau
In Hawaiian, pau means the end or to finish. My mini Hawaiian vacation is over and I’m back in the land of the pale, so it seems appropriate for this post.
Without going into any great detail about the trip, let’s break it down like this.
Cons: My arriving flight was delayed, my plan to take photos of people jumping off of the rock at Waimea Beach was foiled due to the fact that the waves were too dangerous and no one was allowed to jump, my watch broke on the second day, my slippers broke when I was out walking around and I had to buy another pair (although there were 2 more pairs in my hotel room), there was a crying baby in the seat in front of me on the return flight, my Filipino friend couldn’t meet for dinner because something had happened in regards to her grandson..
Pros: There was no sign of rain until the last day, I got to eat at Zippy’s TWICE, I made a few new friends, I went to a couple of new places, my cousin gave me the lowdown on who half of my relatives are that I have no clue about, I managed to finish the required shopping for my friends even with my hangover, I got TSA Pre-Check on both my arriving and departing flights.
With all of that, and although a previous post said that I never tire of Hawaii, it might be time to give it a break. My two former breaks from Hawaii lasted quite awhile; once for 5 years and once for 8 years! As with Bali, I need to expand my horizons. This creature of habit needs a new challenge. Is the dream over temporarily (or permanently)? I could always hit up South Beach, Key West, the Caribbean or Cancun. Any suggestions for a vagabond from my travel peeps?