Miscellaneous Exploits – Hawaii

Kualoa Ranch

I was looking forward to horseback riding while in Hawaii.  Ranch staff seemed to be particular about which horse they selected for each rider.  People seemed to be paired with horses that looked like them.  I was relieved when my horse was not short and fat, but he did look a lil’ crazy and frazzled.  I asked about that.  Once I got to know him, I realized he was my horse twin.

Went on a catamaran Circle Island Tour.  I leaned my head against the rail and napped.  It wasn’t boring or anything, just very relaxing and quiet.  The tour even came with a lil’ furry pet which milked all the tourists for attention.  I don’t mean Q, I mean the dog.

So that night on my evening walk, I heard piano playing.  It was coming from the Beachouse at the Moana Hotel.  This establishment also included a bar and restaurant.  Q and I were suddenly overtaken by thirst, so we went inside.

Q flirted with the piano player, Scott, who played Rat Pack type songs, but was taking requests. 

Warren, the bartender was cool, but my server sucked.  I guess you can’t wear your Kermit the Frog t-shirt to a place like this and excpect to be taken seriously:/ 

We’re Here – Hawaii

The City bus 19 took me from the airport to approximately 200 yards from the front gate of the hostel…for 2.50 USD. You just can’t beat that!
Checked in at Polynesian Hostel. Was mortified by this place as it was so dirty. I don’t think this was the precise location depicted in the original advertising. Maybe it changed ownership since I booked a couple months prior.

I traveled all day to get here.  I was hot and miserable and had not been drinking enough water during the day. I was hoping my feelings of disappointment and heavy heart were the result of lack of nap/water/food. I have these feelings often in the initial phase of my solo trips. It always passes. I was hoping this would also be one of the those instances.

This is a great backpack!
I didn’t check any bags, so all of my
 stuff is in here…even the laptop.

I told the front desk staff there was a cockroach in my locker. They said not to worry. I would not be charged extra for the privilege. I was hoping to fashion an army of sticky traps, as a moat around my backpack, but they didn’t have anything like that.

As soon as I was able to obtain clean sheets from the front desk, I passed out in my bunk…with ear plugs in, (as absolute must when staying in hostels, or in the presence of loud talkers). 

I woke a few hours later feeling a lot better and began meeting other guests. Some great networking in these environments. One of the guests told me about state run programs that, for a minimal registration fee, offer classes and workshops in television and various media productions. I thought, “This is great!”. I’m not necessarily interested in television per se, but at some point, would like to create some instructional videos, (maybe just for youtube), but nevertheless, this would be a great skill-builder. www.accesssacramento.org

Once the sun went down, the weather was perfect, (by Margaret standards). I walked to the Safeway a mile away to buy my groceries for the week. Food is so much more expensive here; perhaps 30% more. 

Right now, I am in the dark typing this in my bunk. I think all of my roommates were asleep in bed by 10:00. This room smells so foul! Q whispers to me, “Someone has been eating beans”, and proceeds to smother her tiny cherubic face with a pillow. She’s so cute, and she’s right. Beans definitely; laced with cabbage.