I had the good fortune to go to Hawaii last month on a family vacation. Specifically, I went to the Big Island, which is also called “Hawaii.” This is not shocking, but it’s very pretty and I had a nice time. I expected it to be like California, but with better beaches and fewer LA types. But Hawaii is far more exotic that that. It’s more like: if Ireland and the Moon had a tropical island love child, it would be Hawaii. Sometimes the ground is black and barren because of lava flows, and other times it’s green hills and farms.
I wish I could say that I didn’t over-think Hawaii, that I just let go and snorkeled, but that would be a lie. I spent a lot of time with a 500-page book about the history of Hawaii called Shoal of Time and talking to new friends about what it’s like to live there… And now I have so many questions about my education!
This is the only picture I took in Hawaii. Sometimes I worry that people are only friends with me so that I will take pictures for them. Lie. I do not worry about this.