Kamokila on the Wailua River
After several hours of farting around with a hard-won copy of Norton Disk Doctor (thanks to the Kahuna Laurel), we managed to resurrect our photos from yesterday. So now you will see an out-of-order mixture of yesterday and today, arranged by aesthetic rather than chronology. Here we stand high atop the restored Polynesian village of Kamokila, which is supposed to approximate the ancient Polynesian lifestyle. No Polynesians were evident, however, leading us to the conclusion that the ancient Polynesian lifestyle included never coming out of your hut.
Opaekaa Falls
Within a stone's throw of our hotel (if you wind up really tight and hurl really really hard) is this stunning waterfall, surrounded by a mysterious pepper smell of unknown origin. Those we asked seemed to feel it was some tourist guy's aftershave, but he claimed he wasn't wearing any.
Modern Petroglyphs
Ancient Petroglyphs, the stone markings of early man, are said to line the caves and water-covered rocks of this paradise. We haven't seen a single one. So we bought some fake petroglyphs at a store, and took this picture of petroglyphs dating from the early James Dean Era. In the upper right is a marking symbolizing a ceremonial goalpost, and a snake symbolizing the other (and apparently shifty) team. In the lower left is a marking that is the subject of some controversy in these parts. It's either the name of the Goddess Lisa or evidence that Hawaii always yearned for statehood.
Menehune Fishpond
The Menehune's, those evil dwarf-like people we told you about earlier, purportedly built this fish pond before time began, to keep all of the fish to themselves. Here's Mike, overlooking the pond and wishing he had his snorkel and a very long ladder.Note that he is wearing the traditional garb of the High Priests of Tourism, or what are referred to today as "Bad White Socks."
Our hotel bar
This little grass shack is the pool-side bar in our hotel, where we could go buy one of those frothy drinks with the umbrellas and the patio furniture in it if we wanted do. We haven't, but we could.The guy you see inside is our personal bartender, who was assigned to us on Day 1. He is unhappy because we have not used his services, so we have agreed to take him home with us instead.
Realizing that this has been a boring page, we think you may wish to proceed to DAY 7 to see if we can redeem ourselves, creatively speaking.