Lets see, still here in Hawaii. New Years came and went like any other day... well, I take that back. There were lots of fireworks. Homebrew. The sulfur and smoke over the entire island was really something. I appreciated the comment by someone: the smell of fire and brimstone, akin to hell. Great transformation of the island.
Went fishing the other day in the Kanaohe Bay. Didn't catch a thing.
Did learn a new word: Vog. Derived from volcanic smoke and fog, makes this haziness fall over the island when the wind comes from the south. When the tradewinds come from the north, the air is a lot clearer.
The guy we went fishing with gave us a first hand account of the bombing of Pearl Harbor. We were in sight of a naval base, and just miles from Pearl Harbor. He could see the planes with the Japanese insignia, hear the explosions, and the shrapnel clattering down on corrugated metal roofs. He was a real American patriot, so I didn't entirely like his twist on things, but that's okay, was still interesting listening to his stories.
Umm, on a past note (should've said this earlier) I like the second movement of Beethoven's 9th a lot.
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Kia Ora (Hello) from a blogger down under in New Zealand. Great photos & great blog !!! Happy New Year.
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