Happy rainy Sunday, everyone! Yes, we’re still in Hawaii, but we’re on rainy day schedule…Hamburger is watching football and taking naps, and I’m curled up with Ike (the netbook) and a pile of books. And yes, that’s our new roommate, Mr. Gecko. He’s pretty shy, but his little brother is pretty fond of Hamburger…he likes to hang out on his arm.
I brought the following books on vacation with me:
- Grounded, Seth Stevenson (finished on the plane)
- Chef, Jaspreet Singh(finished Monday)
- In Siberia, Colin Thubron (finished Wednesday)
- One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich, Alexandr Solzhenitsyn (finished Thursday)
- Death Comes for the Archbishop, Willa Cather (finished yesterday)
- Stretch, Neal Pollack
- The Open Road, Pico Iyer
- The Art of Travel, Alain de Botton
- Why Read the Classics, Italo Calvino
- Sag Harbor, Colson Whitehead
I also brought Calliope (my nook), in case of emergencies (boring books, everything read…), but I didn’t want to take her to the beach, as big waves have been known to soak beach goers here on the North Shore. I haven’t had to use Calliope, though, as the above list has been keeping me quite entertained.
We’re staying in a little studio apartment just down the road from Sunset Beach, on the North Shore of Oahu. I’ve spent a lot of time at the beach, although not laying around on a beach towel. We watched the last two days of the Pipeline Masters surf competition at Ehukai Beach. If you know anything about surfing, we saw Kelly Slater get eliminated and Jeremy Flores (from France) beat Kieran Perrow (from Australia) win the event. If you don’t know anything about surfing, that last sentence meant nothing. No, I didn’t take pictures, because I’ve learned from past experience that my pictures of people surfing suck…envision specks on waves, and you’ve got a good idea of what the pictures would look like. This is my token contest photo:
Yesterday we drove into Honolulu to hike up Diamond Head. Although it’s only .7 miles to the top, there are a lot of stairs, and it was hot, and we had already walked into the crater from an outside parking lot, so I was sweating buckets by the time we got to the top. We celebrated that adventure with a trip to Kua ‘Aina for burgers and Cold Stone Creamery (have you tried their Mud Pie?? O. M. G.). So much for any healthy benefits from that hike.
Otherwise, it’s mostly been walks and bike rides and wave watching…and some surfing for HB. A nice, relaxing vacation.
The only bad thing about being in Hawaii in December is that I have absolutely no holiday spirit. I mailed two Christmas cards…to my aunts and granny. I participated in no swaps, since I knew we’d be gone. I do have my shopping done, but we’ll return home to a house with no decorations and no tree.
I’ve also decided I won’t be doing any year end type of lists (favorite books, etc…although I do like the wrap-up that Jenners participated in) and no retrospective type posts. Or any whatever the opposite of retrospective type posts is…you know, 2011 plans.
On the bright side, fewer posts from me means fewer posts in your Google Reader…let’s just consider that my little gift to all of you. Oh, and my other gift is the photo I didn’t take of the woman on the beach in a thong bikini with a Rock Star sticker (gold star) plastered on each butt cheek. The image is unfortunately branded in my mind, and you should be grateful I don’t have a photo to share. Classy it was not.