Howlies In Hawaii

Well we made it to Maui, and man this is the windiest place I've ever been in my life. I've lived in the desert, and I thought that was windy, but nothing compares to this island. Reminds me of that Tom Hanks movie. Another guy from Oakland. The wind takes a little getting use to. I can understand why the natives here are considered master sailors because you would have to know your business before you took a sailing craft out on the open water here. A land lover like me wouldn't stand a chance. Banking that 747 coming into Maui airport was also an adventure, but I have to say, I love this place. It rained yesterday, and it rained today, but I love it here.

The roads are congested, just like in California. We are staying in Lahaina, at the Makai Motel. It's run by two eccentrics from Mill Valley, California. The rooms have little tiny kitchens with everything we need to get by while we are here. It's a U shaped building which blocks the wind coming from the east, with a great view of the ocean to the west. We are right on the water.

Anytime I go some place different it always takes me a while to get into the swing of things. I am a creature of habit and the older I get the more of a creature I become. When I was young I traveled with a 40 pound pack on my back for 3 years and I didn't have a care in the world.

Mick Fleetwood has a restaurant here, and Geri and I have a good story about our experience at happy hour there. Not my best pick for fine food, or drink for that matter, but a nice place to hang out none the less.

This is short blog today because I am on vacation. They're all going to be short blogs. I have some great tips for restaurants and food here in Maui. We are going to do a video on cooking ahi burgers.

You can see whales blowing chunks out in the harbor, mothers with their babies, and very interested males. You can feel the warm Pacific ocean on your fact, and in your hair. The humidity makes you sweat, and you can smell your sweat.  The feeling of being laid back here is infectious. The people are friendly, and we've met some real characters. This place is full of old hippies and bohemians. We met some people who lived right where I grew up in Connecticut, and know some very dear friends of ours. Two sisters who were Polish and Italian, just like me. It's a small planet for sure.

That's it. Time to watch the sunset.

Mahalo,

Make Food/Not War