Got up early for 2-hour drive to 9 a.m. Wailuku
No other cars on the road at 7 but I did run into
around mile marker 32, scores
of cattle milling on the Pi'ilani
Highway--what passes for Monday morning rush
hour in Kaupo.
Taking a break from errands in Kahului
I noticed Alex/Max stopped
behind me at a red light on Hana Hwy. "Where you
going?" I yelled.
"I don't know. Where are you going?" "Pa'ia Bay!" "OK. Me, too!"
Later, a pickup truck followed me into Down
to Earth parking lot.
It was my Kaupo neigbor Josh just saying hello.
make a place feel like home and Maui is getting
smaller by the second.
In Seattle it used to
happen on the sidewalk, bus, or in bars.
Here the action is on the road, beaches, and in