Yesterday was one of the craziest of all days. We woke up bright and early in the apartment we had been staying, got our stuff together and went to the local coffee shop to edit our latest yoga video. When we get back to the apartment we had been couchsurfing at a few hours later, the whole place is flooded. Our host had left the faucet on accidentally, and 2 inches of water flooded the entire floor. Almost immediately after, we were picked up by a friendly Hawaiian we had met at the coffee shop, who drove us all the way up to the North Shore in the bed of his pickup truck, just...because. The kindness we have received here is only rivaled by our huge family back home and it makes us feel very grateful to be in such an amazingly beautiful place with people who match the scenery internally and externally.
When we finally made it up to the North Shore, we crashed with three awesome girls (two from New Jersey and one from Sweden) who are as beautiful as they are kind. We sort of know these hosts, they're friends of a friend, so we feel very safe. We walked into their apartment and I immediately felt like I was home. Being up here is like being in Never Neverland. I could live here forever and never fully grow up. (That's kind of my goal anyway.)
The idea of this part of the island being a US state, where I wouldn't need a visa to work, change currency, or constantly use a translation book, makes it extremely enticing and I can imagine living here when I'm ready to lay down my bag and make a home.
We're very happy.
2 comments:
Ah Paradise . . . funny thing . . . you imagine you've found it, then you go somewhere else, and there it is again . . . maybe then it has less to do with "where you ARE" than "where YOU are" . . . :) Walk on Sam. Scott
It seems to be wherever I am at the moment. You're right, you can find it in anything :)
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