It's almost time for bed. And time to leave for home... home to Australia.
Honolulu/Punalu`u has been a blur of shopping and driving and rain. Shopping: because Hawai`i is part of the US, and the US has awesome shopping potential, particularly for us Aussies.
Not so much for me, to be honest: technology is only slightly cheaper - and that's before tax - and really not as readily available as in Oz. We have JB HiFi and Harvey Normans and UMart.com.au (my personal favourite) in Oz... haven't seen anything here on the Islands but the odd Radio Shack (Tandy's) and a relatively picked-through Best-Buy in Pearl City.
The girls did okay, though. :)
As beautiful as the pali are with their tops beautifully adorned with soft clouds, and as lush green the valleys and stunning the frequent beaches one passes as one meanders north on Kamehameha Hwy, it's not part of my past, it's not the Hawai`i that I identify with, so the inspiration just isn't there to say anything about it with images or video. (And the videos I hope to produce in the future are meant to say something. What, remains to be seen.)
Could I live here? Not on Oahu. Not in Kona, although Holualoa *is* magical. Hilo? dunno. Maybe.
Actually, no. Australia is my home, now. That's where I belong. So, the blog will continue there... because it's still something about the water, same water as here!
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