Bussed it up to North Jackson Street and enjoyed a little Halloween. Actually, I lot of Halloween. Then I wandered down to Clarendon – where I engaged in one of my favorite pre-travel activities – looked at suitcases and all of those travel trinkets and gizmos that people think they need to improve their experience. Best rule for me is “Twice the money and half the stuff”. Â Followed by, “If I don’t need it here – why do I think I’ll need it wherever I am going”.
On the bus back to the asylum – I realized that I am growing fond of the hispanic working class vibe of my new neighborhood.
By this time next Sunday – I will most likely be in full pre-migration panic mode. But, by this time two weeks from now I’ll be five hours away from Kona.