77 clear skies. sun. blue ocean, white surf. sunburned tourists. no snow here. (but, there is on the mountains)
Kate and I went down at her suggestion to the pool side bar and grill. We sat in lounge chairs and ordered lunch. I didn’t last long. I don’t like the direct sun, nor do I like laying around with other folks who seem only interested in laying out in the sun. This must be some Puritan instinct, but seeing other folks lay in the sun, drinking, then swimming, then eating and drinking and laying about pushes some kind of button. Probably my own fear that I’m as lazy as they appear to be.
I know. This is vacation, right? Well, even there, I like more active vacationing, hiking and visiting historical sites, that sort of thing. When I got to Maui, I said to Kate that I planned to do nothing, but in the end I find it difficult. Since I can’t drive the rental car, I can’t get to the places I’ve gone during other visits. Not a terrible thing at all, but the option of sunning doesn’t add up to much to this northern curmudgeon.
On the bright side I got to talk to Dakesh in Bangalore about my internet connection. This time he bypassed the hotel’s server and gave me a straight shot into the network. Says I won’t have anymore trouble. Hmmm.
Naptime.
