its one of those storms that lets you know its there long before you see any rain; the clouds have been rolling in for the last 2 hours, and only now do i hear the thunder and see the lightning as i load the washing machine. the cats have been reasonably happy to see me and are now on the front porch, staring out at the insects who are making use of the last few minutes before the downpour.
ahh, here it is.
i have the doors open as i work... as is typical within the first hour of being home after a trip, ive already done two loads of laundry, sorted the mail and half-unpacked the suitcase. im always so anxious to be home i cant help but put things as they should be, right away (seeing as how ive been content in the past to keep moving boxes unpacked in my living room for months after a move, this is a sort of personal phenomenon - or it could be i've changed - something for another post to consider). its as if i long for the domestic duties of home; being away takes me from cooking (something i really enjoy), cleaning (which can be immensely satisfying) and my garden (quite overlooked at this point).
this is not to say that i dont enjoy being away; i've mentioned my trips, nearly a dozen at last count. its just, after awhile, i long to be among the familar, even if it means back to not doing much and cooking and cleaning for myself. i tire of the place im visiting (this time it happened only a day before leaving) and its hard for anything to inspire the rapt attention i had at the beginning.
still, hawaii was so much more than i expected. that, ill have to tell you about later.
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Hawaii is on my list. Pretty far down at the moment, but it's on the list.
I'd love to see Waipio Valley.
Anyway, sounds like you had a good time. Enjoy that thunderstorm.........
yeah, i dont think i ever really planned on going there.. seems too honeymoonish, too touristy. but since my sister's work was covering the first weeks' hotel and any other food that we could split (creative thinking stretched on that), it was too good of an opportunity to miss. most of the time, i secret despised myself for having money to visit their paradise while they struggle to eke out a living. does living in a paradise make up for the fact that you live in something closer to a shack than a house? maybe it does. i could probably argue that.
btw, where is waipio valley and why the urge to see it?
It's on the island of Hawaii itself. I hear it's meant to be absolutely stunning. That said, I don't think you can go into it without a guide or something. Maybe i'll just stick to pictures on the internet.............
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