At least they don’t have a selfie stick – but – they should be holding hands and watching the sunset.
Carlton and I should have held hands and watched the setting sun more often.
Another wind up time in Kona day – I went to yoga. Did my 10,000 steps. Had a super lunch – barely cooked ahi, the finest lettuce ever, and pineapple. The finest lettuce on the planet comes from the hotel night clerk – she gets it from someone who must grow custom lettuce for the fine restaurants up north of here. Real people never get salad greens that are that good.
Also, sort of packed my flat rate box to send home. I seem to have gained 2 sweaters, 2 pair of pants and 1 kimono and a pair of sandals this winter. Not to mention some shells, beach glass, sand and a turtle purse “craft project”. And a ream of widow-woman paper work that was sent to me here in Kona. Actually, it will be 2 flat rate boxes. Still cheaper than checking a bag. A bag that would have to be ponied home on the subway.
I am also sending my wetsuit home in the box. I will carryon all my electronics and camera gear. And, layers of clothes to add on. Leggings, wool sox, one of the “new” sweaters, a long sleeve shirt, jacket and big fuzzy gray shawl. Will also take a swimsuit, rash guard, and pareo in the carryon. And, my beloved pāpale (hat). It will ride along in my lap – like a baby. I will wear a jeans skirt, tee shirt and sandals for the start of the trip. Other items will be added as required.