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Travel Blogs from Hana
Lazy Day - Hana
... and brains, she was a Boston native who ended up out here by marriage decades ago, probably about 50 or so - skinny as a rail. She went off about all the folks who are trying to find their organic ways as willing workers on organic farms, using solar panels (pointed to the road instead of the sun for status symbols) etc... Nice to see people aren't afraid to be themselves and say things that people might find offensive. As one guy walked up with a Boston ...
Kula to Hana
... across and a beautiful butterfly. Not far after that, there was an obscure parking area with nothing notable to do, but right across the road from it was a cave, barely noticeable. We went in it. Linnea led the way. We were quite impressed. Give me the flashlight, she said. It was only 140 feet long, but offered a good adventure. Then we ate. It had been a while. The first major complex of road-side shops and street food ...
Coconuts – The Deadliest Force on Earth
... an indigenous Hawai’ian plant since the islands were formed by volcanoes rising out of the ocean and absolutely everything here, except the lava rocks, arrived from some other part of the world. However, the gardens are a beautiful display of indigenous plants and picturesque ponds fed from indigenous PVC pipes.
We walked round a little to look here and there and got back to the bus. It was time to get back to the ship so off we went. This is the procedure ...
Unexpected Curves on the Road to Hana
... of it since we had an early morning coming up.
Day three started at 1:30 am and seemed to last forever. Why, you ask, would we be up at such an absurd hour on vacation? Simple - we wanted to watch the sun rise at Haleakala. We said goodbye to our house since we would be leaving Maui later that evening and headed up to the mountaintop. We made it to the top and settled in to freeze as we waited for the sun. (Yes, despite being on a tropical island ...
Sur la route vers Hana
... côte sud pour revenir est une successions paysages dramatiques tous plus beaux les uns que les autres. La route est rudimentaire par endroits: certaines routes de campagne de la Nouvelle-Zélande pourraient passer pour des autoroutes à côté de celle là! Quelques sections à flanc de falaise nous foutent un peu la trouille. Mais il fait beau et on est tout content de défier la consigne de la compagnie de location qui nous "interdisait" de parcourir les quelques miles ...