Hawaii Day 2

Today started very early.   We were out the door by 6:00 for coffee and a bagel down at the local coffee house, I met a man who wrote children’s books and two other men who raised and trained carrier pigeons. We went near the birthplace of King Kameyameya.  His mom decided to give birth to him on the north shore of the big Island facing Maui.  Near his birthplace was a Heaeu, a sacred place or temple that was built entirely out of rocks.  The structure is quite an amazing thing to view.  I took pictures of the inside and outside of the structure and posted them here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/markdeso/sets/72157630562423478/

The ancient Hawaiians did in fact practice human sacrifice and the heaeu was the place that this took place.  In the flickr set, there are several pictures of Hawaiian liei and gords for drumming.  This was the location that the sacrifices took place.

Jim and I walked around the structure and found a nice big lawn to practice T’ai Chi.  We took a few minutes to run through our form.  It was a special moment to be able to stand with the wind, ocean in near this amazing structure and practice.

This afternoon we went snorkeling at Mahukona Beach Park.  This was a location that sugar cane was processed and shipped out.  There are old buildings from the railroad when it used to go through that part. The location is a harbor and there is a ladder that drops off into the water.  From there, you can snorkel out pretty far.  This was the first time I had ever snorkeled.  We saw yellow tangs, parrot fish and the official fish of Hawaii, the Humuhumunukunukuapauaa.  It was funny to have the feelings I felt. For some there it is a daily venture to snorkel.  For me, having never done it, it was all wonderment.  It was beautiful, scary, enchanting.  There was so much color and life flashing before me.  We went out into about 40 feet of water.  It was impressive to see Jim swim to the bottom and back up.  Not something I think I could have done.

On Saturdays the town of Hawi has a farmers market and Jim and his wife set up a booth and serve Puerto Rican food.  I helped Jim put the food, tables and cooking gear into a trailer and then we set off for pizza.  The place we went to was packed and when we ordered, they told us it was going to be 45 minutes.  Jim said that he had the perfect excursion for 45 minutes and we jumped in his van and went east.  As we drove he told me about the way that the Hawaiian people divvied up the land.  There was land division from ravine to ravine that started at a watershed.  We made our way through 4 breathtaking and very lush areas before we got to where the road dead ends.  The area here was spectacular.  The Polulu Valley is just beyond here and as you look out near where the road ends, you can see the cliffs on the shore.  This is an amazingly beautiful site.  I am going to plan a day to hike down onto the black sand beaches and take pictures of this amazing place.

Pizza was pretty darn good!  After the pizza we went to a kava bar.  I’ve never had kava.  It was described as a taste between Novocain an dirt.  The affects are interesting, mild, very relaxing.  The people in town are very warm to begin with but this place had a really nice vibe.  We sat down to found a jenga set.  As Jim started to put it together, there were 3 girls, probably 7 to 9, that came over.  We ended up playing them (i won!).  Oh!  The gal I sat next to on the plane.  She was at the Kava bar.  We struck up a conversation and as it turns out, her father is one of my old bosses from Broderbund, Nick Robins.  It’s a small world after all!

One last thing we did… we went and set up the tent for their place at the farmer’s market.  It was a busy day.  Very fulfilling.  Lots of stuff got packed into the day.  Tomorrow, the farmer’s market where there will be music, food, and fresh produce.  Sunday I think I will try to do the hike down to Polulu beach and take pictures of the lush ravines along the way.

 

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Hawaii Day 1

My friend Jim Land moved to Hawaii 3 years ago and extended me an invite to come and visit him.  The last few months have been a pretty turbulent time in my life, and I took him up on his offer.  I flew out today  on an Alaska Airlines flight and sat with Nick, a partier/owner of a local deli here, and Peregrine, a young woman who was coming out to do “Wwoofing”.  I have not heard this term before and almost asked her if she meant she was going to inhale paint… apparently, Wwoofing is fairly common in Hawaii and some south American and Asian countries.  Wwoof = World wide opportunities on organic farms, is an unofficial work / share program popular with the environmental crowd that allows them to work in exchange for room and/or board.   I had some nice conversations with both of them.

I arrived at around noon Hawaii time and was picked up by Jim’s daughter.  It was a lovely drive, about an hour long to his place in Hawi, on the Big island of Hawaii.  Jim came home shortly after we got there and he needed to rush back to a job.  He does landscaping out here and needed to move about 150 feet of fence and water some young coconut trees.  I happily volunteered to help and did the watering while he prepared the fence.  While I watered, I did body weight squats in the Hawaiian sun to count out the amount of time I needed to water each tree and logged them in my fitocracy.com prfile.  Then we put the fence stakes and ran electric wire on them to keep the goats (there are 3) away from the coconut trees.  It was good to show gratitude to my friend and I will look forward to doing some more stuff like that while i’m here. We came home to his house and enjoyed a steak dinner with his lovely wife Leah and his 4 daughters.

I am staying in his guest house.  The rain is coming down as I type.  I got to shower in his outside shower.  It is too beautiful to describe and do it justice.  There are orchids growing around the shower and one peering into the actual stall.  It is truly glorious here.

Tomorrow Jim will be taking me to where King Kamehameha lived and we will do some T’ai Chi on the beach, and hopefully watch the sun rise.  My friend and coworker Marilyn is on the island and will be close tomorrow so I may get together with her and her friend for dinner in a town close to here.

Tomorrow I hope to post many pics. 🙂

Do you support this?

My friend on google+ posted this question and a link to this article:

Michelle Malkin » More ugly Occupy Oakland pictures that won’t make MSM front pages

and asked the question today, “Do you support this?”

I do not feel qualified to speak regarding the validity of this movement or lack thereof.  However, I do have feelings about it and I shared this with him below.  I think for a lot of us, we it’s what we have, our feelings about how the government, business and the protesters act and react so, perhaps sophomoric, perhaps not, but I’m sharing mine as I shared with my friend on google plus.  Here was my response:

Some of this, no… not at all, some of it I’m not so sure. Honestly, I’ve not paid enough attention to what the OWS movement is really looking for other than the obvious, “to vent frustration about the corporate owned government”. I’ve talked with friends that are more in tune with the movement and they say that it’s getting people talking and focused on what’s really important, jobs.

I understand that people are frustrated on a massive level. I am too and worry that the company I work for will have reductions, and all the things that big companies do. I even understand the mentality of protest and think that it is in fact a good and healthy thing. However, people breaking windows and vandalizing banks… i don’t get that at all. The typical branch of a bank has tellers, managers, accountants, etc working in it, ie the middle class. So it’s damaging to the very people that the protesters are trying to advocate for.

However, these pictures show only one part of the story. There are other parts in the many graphs and info graphics that demonstrate that wealth is in fact being more and more stratified and there is more and more of an erosion of the middle class. I remember that you shared an image of a “1%er” that talked about how s/he was graduating school debt free, lived within her means, etc. That’s great for her but there are many others that got to the situation that they were in not because they squandered money on frivolous things, but because, even though they worked hard, the horrific x factor of sickness robbed them of their savings, or they lost their job. I think that there are MANY other less dramatic cases of good hard working people that have lost their job through reductions in work force, or whatever circumstance that have mortgages, etc, that have lost a lot.

My ex wife found a great job in 2007 with a mortgage company. She was happy and they were a good company that treated her well. The company as you can well imagine went under though and she lost her job. I left her the house when we split and she lost it. It was rough for her for a few years and we both lost and whatever equity was in the house.

Before the housing crisis, it was the banks that attracted businesses by misleading the masses into thinking that it was ok for a person to make 40,000 to afford a 400,000 home. Was some of this irresponsibility on consumers? Yes, but it didn’t happen in a vacuum. Banks do not exist for the benevolence and good will towards people and neither do corporations. They exist for one thing, profit.

So, yes, the short of it is, I can’t understand why people need to create violence on their own turf, and I do agree that vandalism is violence, but I can understand that people are fucking pissed off. I can understand that there is MORE of a stratification of classes rather than less. I can also understand that it’s going to take a lot to get our country rolling again. I don’t have the answers. I don’t think the protesters have or pertain to have the answers. I don’t support the vandalism. I also don’t support the excessive forces of the police.

I don’t have an answer either… Just thoughts.

So, i’m wondering