… and the bottom of a glass of bourbon. As I write this, I am enjoying the mid 70 degree weather of a cool and somewhat overcast Honolulu night from the balcony of our hotel room. I am coming to you live thanks to the unknown soul who has left an open wireless (wi-fi) access point in the general vicinity of my lofty nest. The glass of bourbon sweats a bit in this humid weather, the ice cubes occassionally shifting on their own.
The flight was OK — but only survivable thanks to a number of books. I managed to finish Neal Stevenson’s “Cryptonomicon” (what dozen pages I had left to finish), and even managed to complete in a single sitting Stephen King’s “The Gunslinger” (The Dark Tower Volume 1). I consider it one of my most focused reading attempts to date, especially in light of the fact that it took me nigh on 3 months to complete Cryptonomicon.
My mind is teetering on the edge of madness right now — according to my watch, which has been set to HST (-6 EST), I should be kissing Kelly asleep at home, but my body knows better. It thinks I need to get up in approximately 2 and one-half hours. My brain (and Colonel Bourbon) say otherwise. When we stepped into the Pacific for the first time, Kelly should have been at home in bed, but there is no time for such dalliances into logic — we are on vacation!
Neither Kelly nor I had ever seen the Pacific with our own eyes, and I must say it is beautiful — but in the way that Hawaii is beautiful. Kentucky has it’s own simple, weathered beauty, as do the Appalachians and the Atlantic Ocean. Here, the island is still very much being created and the ocean seems to reflect that youth and vigor. The Pacific is the temperature of tepid bathwater and nearly as clear.
PS – I don’t think that there is anything more alluring to me right now (aside from you, dear bourbon) than the image of a girl on a surfboard silhoutted by the sun setting on a flat horizon framed by the ocean.
Surfing tomorrow, maybe. Pictures for certain, as I have confirmed that the bandwidth is here to be had.
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Sounds like a fun start to a great vacation. We’ll miss you here at work, almost certainly more than you will be missing us. Big HI to Kelly and Gary and anyone else I know out there. Don’t drink to much bourbon cause you know it’s also called “forgettin’ juice”.
You lugged Cryptonomicon out there for twelve pages? Bad ROI IMHO…
73,
Geoff
Work today is intollerable! Why does the day before you do something amazingly cool last approximately 48-36 hours? It is only 9:00am and I am already sick of being at work today…..Hawaii, here we come! Now, if only I could somehow sneak Sadie on the plane.
Hi there you all!! You are already in Hawaii!! Gary and I are coming soon! (We don’t start packing at all, yet…) Tomorrow (Sat.), I gotta work. And I am free, finally!!
See you very soon!
I just wasted the last of your coffee…bring back some kona please…
Drink a few of those bourbons for me while you’re there. And of course say hey to all of those assembled there for the ceremony.
Thats great that your becoming a “Tower Junkie” as we like to be called. Right now I am on the 5th book, “The Wolves of the Calla”. The story keeps getting better and better
man — you know i love good coffee, so i’m certainly going to try to bring back some tasty kona. 100%! None of this “blend” nonsense. Blends are for quakers.
Oh, and help yourself to my coffee. Oh wait. Heheh.
I am quite jealous! That’s going to be a great time! A word of advice though…should you find any miniature tiki dolls, do not, I repeat, do not take it back to your hotel room! ;)
Gary and Mayumi: Many blessings to you both! I’m sure the ceremony will be beautiful. Namaste, Holly
Thank you Holly! We will leave in about 11 hours. We haven’t pack yet.