hawaii journal
So it turns out that Hawaii is a great vacation spot. Who knew? Okay, a few people knew. But the last few days have been one lush, green, sea-turtle-y revelation after another for me. Excerpts from my travel journal and lots of pictures of me in front of lush, green, sea-turtle-y things shall follow.
10/9/08: poi and pouting
I just woke up in Captain Cook on the Big Island of Hawaii at the Manago Hotel. It’s cool and breezy, and outside our balcony window it’s green as far as you can see. There are palm trees, something I’m going to pretend is a mango tree and a talkative chicken.
Pretty idyllic, huh? But the way AK and I were feeling yesterday, you would have thought we were here to do forced labor.
We had down time between flights to Oahu and the Big Island, so we took a cab to Ono’s, a local spot Jamie recommended. And given how much time we ended up spending at HNL, it was good that we got out and took in some non-airport air…and butterfish in something green and leafy, and poi, which I was disappointed to discover I don’t like.
(It has a great glutinous texture, but it’s a texture that makes my mouth think it should taste sweet when in fact it tastes fermented. Poi is like beer pudding. I was sad because that’s my thing: traveling and liking the food that only locals like. I liked durian! But this and my dislike of macaroni salad don’t bode well for my relationship with Hawaiian food.)
It ended up being an $80 cab ride round trip for a $16 lunch. And our second flight got delayed by two hours and we were just so, so tired and grumpy by the end of it. But at least with AK, a bad day is still punctuated by a lot of good moments. I think today will be better. Because we’ll be at beaches instead of airports.
10/9/08: poi and pouting
I just woke up in Captain Cook on the Big Island of Hawaii at the Manago Hotel. It’s cool and breezy, and outside our balcony window it’s green as far as you can see. There are palm trees, something I’m going to pretend is a mango tree and a talkative chicken.
Pretty idyllic, huh? But the way AK and I were feeling yesterday, you would have thought we were here to do forced labor.
We had down time between flights to Oahu and the Big Island, so we took a cab to Ono’s, a local spot Jamie recommended. And given how much time we ended up spending at HNL, it was good that we got out and took in some non-airport air…and butterfish in something green and leafy, and poi, which I was disappointed to discover I don’t like.
(It has a great glutinous texture, but it’s a texture that makes my mouth think it should taste sweet when in fact it tastes fermented. Poi is like beer pudding. I was sad because that’s my thing: traveling and liking the food that only locals like. I liked durian! But this and my dislike of macaroni salad don’t bode well for my relationship with Hawaiian food.)
It ended up being an $80 cab ride round trip for a $16 lunch. And our second flight got delayed by two hours and we were just so, so tired and grumpy by the end of it. But at least with AK, a bad day is still punctuated by a lot of good moments. I think today will be better. Because we’ll be at beaches instead of airports.
Comments
TL: Does veggie spam count? I'm thinking no.
Yay for AK if she's a find-the-silver-lining kinda' gal.
You got yourself one of the good ones!