Day One: What a long, strange trip it's been...

Here I am again. Maui. Finally. A 4:30am Radio Cab ride to the PDX Airport for a 6am flight to San Francisco. For a 9am connecting flight to Kahului. But I'm getting ahead of myself. There was a fascinating exhibit dedicated to the history of 3D in Oregon at the Portland Airport. I mean, it was 5:30am and I found it interesting. I think that's saying something.

day two: roosters, dogs and geckos, oh my!

we woke up to a chaotic and beautiful chorus of roosters, dogs, cats, and other unidentifiable birds in wailuku. our room is nearly all windows, facing out into a yard filled with orange, banana and papaya trees. tough to beat, huh?

of course, temper that with this scene... do i really need to comment?









with some things, the saying really is true. you just can't take the portland out of the portlander. luckily we brought some beans blended by our good friend (and this morning's savior) shawn.

speaking of portland, i was reminded of the bubble that we live in there this morning. a breakfast visit to the tasty crust ("world famous pancakes" even though i only found hotcakes on the menu) revealed that meat comes with everything here. even rice. i deem that weird enough to mention.

after the tasty crust, analisa and i took the car down the hana highway east to paia. very cannon beach, except warmer with more working class gay people. two iced coffees and one cute bathing suit (for analisa) later, and we were on our way to ho'okipa beach park. this world famous windsurfing spot provided me with my first glimpse of a sea turtle. that and experimenting with taking photos through a pair of binoculars.

how strange - the ocean feels good! i grew up on the oregon coast, along the (frigid) pacific ocean. and this water is so wonderfully different...

we wrapped up our evening with an adventurous drive to safeway. we were trying to get to the health food store, but after getting (severely) lost, we didn't make it in time. we did, however, unintentionally discover the largest liquor store. ever. i mean, really.

day one: the beginning is the best part

after renting a "digiEplayer" to watch "the rocker" (excellent) and all but the last five minutes of "the city of ember" (also worth seeing, assuming the ending is good), enjoying the on-flight beverage service and getting my head jammed into the seat by the very apologetic flight attendant (which she claimed "was not good service"), we finally arrived in maui. finally, a good lei!


then there's the bad news. i've only been on the island for seven hours, and i think i may already be addicted to "iced cappuccino" in a can.


what can i say? i asked for a coffee shop, and ended up at a chevron.

we ended our afternoon with a walk around iao (pronounced "ee-oh") valley state park.


a tanktop and chacos in february? i could get used to this...


up next? we drove by an unsavory looking bowling alley in wailuku. i just may have to check that out.