DAY 3- I am here

DAY 3- Laie, HI- I am here. The destination before my destination. I arrove. All in one piece. I am staying with the gracious Josh on the north-east corner of Oahu. 

Josh and I are old pals. We met two weeks ago at his sister Jackie's wedding. He said he was a funny guy living in Hawaii. I said I was a funny guy going to live in Hawaii. And that was that. I'm staying with him tonight and tomorrow because there is no camping anywhere on the island Wednesday and Thursday night- closed for "maintenance".  It's really just to discourage drifters. 

The girl two seats over from me on the plane was finishing 44 hours of travel on her return voyage from India. She was endeavoring on a program to better northern India. The wife of the founder of Traditional Medicinal was her companion. They were establishing sustainable schools and other programs to better the conditions for the herb farmers that produced crops used by the nationwide tea company.

The man by my right side was the CEO and founder of Sportball an institution for non-competitive sports instruction for children 16 months – 12 years old. He grew up in South Africa, moved about two decades ago, fleeing the violence, to Toronto. He now travels internationally caring for his business. His accent was charming. 

One flight later, the man on my left cackled in good humour. We discussed modern politics, culture, and the electro-magnetic spectrum. He lived in Honolulu and Boston. We exchanged phone numbers and he said, if you ever need a place to crash- just give me a call.

As I departed with my bags from the air port, I saw the two gypsy children make their way out with their uke and banjo. They were WWOOFers. Pretty sweet deal. And they looked the part too. In from Oregon. 

My ride picked me up an hour later. Josh had been so courteous as to rent a vehicle to pick me up. Nice guy. I nibbled on my Fruit and Nut medley as I waited in happiness,  speaking romance to my fiance on the other side of some electro-magnetic waves of love.