Hawaii is part of America, as we all know, but it feels like it is part of another country. It has a
rhythm and flow all it's own. The sights, the smells, the food, the vegetation; it is still a world untamed and far removed from what we consider modern day America. Not because it doesn't have modern conveniences and
technologies; it is because those modern conveniences and technologies don't own them or control them. Does that make sense to anyone??? It is a land where people still work so they can live, they don't live to work. They take time to enjoy life and the land that they are luck enough to live on. The Saturday that we were there, the beaches that were usually
uninhabited were full of families and people enjoying each other. They weren't glued to video games or cell phones, they weren't having conversations via text messages . . . they were face to face laughing, running, surfing, building sand castles,
BBQing, paragliding, kite surfing, paddle boarding, etc. Life is good and we waste so much of it looking at screens. Anyways, I love how papayas grow . . .
These are the boys who didn't really appreciate our presence. They only time they acknowledged my girls in a kind way was when they were showing them spiders.

Big spiders.

This is what we
referred to as "The Holy Land." My first experience with
Walmart was in Hawaii. It was half way around the island from us and had every thing we needed.

I told Kai this little hut may be the only thing that we could afford to live in. It sits on this patch of farm land, maybe two or three acres, and it is surrounded by business buildings. I can just picture a little rice and poi farmer who works this land saying "no" to the land developers offering him obscene amounts of money to sell them his land.

Coconuts:)

More to come!
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