IN JANUARY I SPENT A WEEK ON OAHU. WE STAYED IN MAKAHA. WE SURFED SOME NICE SWELL, AND I GOT WHOOPED BY THE SEA. I WAS TOLD I WAS GONNA GET WHOOPED BY THE LOCALS. NOPE, THEY LOVED THIS HAOLE. THEY THOUGHT MY PINK ZINC WAS RADICAL AND "OL SCHOOL, BRA". I WISH I HAD A PICTURE TO SHOW YOU. THE PIZZA HUT DELIVERY MAN ASKED ME IF I WAS IN THE SHOW "CATS". I WAS GOING FOR MORE OF A WAR PAINT FEELING, BUT I DON'T THINK HE GOT THAT.
ONE DAY AFTER A SOLID WHOOPING, I WENT FOR A HIKE OUT TO KA'ENA POINT. THIS IS A SACRED PLACE FOR THE HAWAIIANS. IT IS SAID THAT WHEN YOU DIE, THIS IS THE LAST PLACE YOU SEE BEFORE PASSING ON TO THE NEXT WORLD. THAT SOUNDED PERFECT. I FOUND SOME CREATURES WHO CAME HERE TO DIE. THEY WERE ALSO PERFECT.
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