Think Less, Swim More
Hawaii: Mahalo
Pookie and I have to be at the airport at 7:00am for my 8:20am flight, so we leave the Fairmont at 5:00am while it's still dark out to drive back across the island. This may sound less than desirable to you, but to Pookie and I it's largely a dream come true. We leave while it's still dark with hot cups of good island coffee in the car and local Hawaiian music on the radio. While we're driving, the sun comes up over the ocean and cool air coming in through the back windows heats up. Pookie tells me what he learned in Hawaii in this story.
"When I gashed my knee out on the coral, it was because I was busy fighting with the snorkeling equipment, and then when I stopped fighting with the equipment and just swam, I was fine. But the damage was already done because I was fighting the equipment, so what I want to take home is think less, swim more."
Say it, little brother. The key is carrying that after you leave Hawaii. I've never been in Hawaii and not come home wanting to figure out a way to live there. I'd have to slow my life down a lot to do that. I said that to RacerBoy when we were talking about it and he said, "I'm ready. Let's to that tomorrow." And I smiled and said, "I haven't figured out how people like you and I would do that. We move at hyperspeed. That island doesn't. I'm afraid that the idea that I could slow down that much is a fantasy." And he said, "I think you're probably right - for now."
But Mahalo, Hawaii, for being my turnaround point. And Mahalo Pookie for thinking it through enough to teach me to remember to think less and swim more. And thank you shamus for being the reason we did this, and for floating in the ocean with me on Sunday morning. And thank you Halff for making it all happen and for finding your balance so quickly. And thank you Mark for the super deal on the sweatshirt, and David for the extra booze, and the waitresses at the Polo Lounge for being adorable, and the Fairmont concierge for rocking it out service style.
I leave you with my favorite pictures from the trip. Enjoy.
Black Sand Beach from the top of the cliff.
All four of us at Black Sand Beach.
The ocean is endless.
Four pictures of sunsets - the most blazing sunsets ever.
Pookie and I have to be at the airport at 7:00am for my 8:20am flight, so we leave the Fairmont at 5:00am while it's still dark out to drive back across the island. This may sound less than desirable to you, but to Pookie and I it's largely a dream come true. We leave while it's still dark with hot cups of good island coffee in the car and local Hawaiian music on the radio. While we're driving, the sun comes up over the ocean and cool air coming in through the back windows heats up. Pookie tells me what he learned in Hawaii in this story.
"When I gashed my knee out on the coral, it was because I was busy fighting with the snorkeling equipment, and then when I stopped fighting with the equipment and just swam, I was fine. But the damage was already done because I was fighting the equipment, so what I want to take home is think less, swim more."
Say it, little brother. The key is carrying that after you leave Hawaii. I've never been in Hawaii and not come home wanting to figure out a way to live there. I'd have to slow my life down a lot to do that. I said that to RacerBoy when we were talking about it and he said, "I'm ready. Let's to that tomorrow." And I smiled and said, "I haven't figured out how people like you and I would do that. We move at hyperspeed. That island doesn't. I'm afraid that the idea that I could slow down that much is a fantasy." And he said, "I think you're probably right - for now."
But Mahalo, Hawaii, for being my turnaround point. And Mahalo Pookie for thinking it through enough to teach me to remember to think less and swim more. And thank you shamus for being the reason we did this, and for floating in the ocean with me on Sunday morning. And thank you Halff for making it all happen and for finding your balance so quickly. And thank you Mark for the super deal on the sweatshirt, and David for the extra booze, and the waitresses at the Polo Lounge for being adorable, and the Fairmont concierge for rocking it out service style.
I leave you with my favorite pictures from the trip. Enjoy.
Black Sand Beach from the top of the cliff.
All four of us at Black Sand Beach.
The ocean is endless.
Four pictures of sunsets - the most blazing sunsets ever.
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