Still rather cloudy this a.m.
Where coco comes from.
Coconut drink!





We had bought some strawberry papaya at the farmers market
earlier in the day (little and pink inside), and mowed down on them while we
waited for some shops to open. In Hawaii, you are 4 hours in the past, and so
our internal clocks had us getting up at 4am thinking it was 8. We were early
for everything.
For lunch we had more picnic food. We had bought some herb
foccachia bread at the farmer’s market. I wondered if it was only partially
baked, as if one needed to toss it in the oven for another 5-10 minutes. It was
pretty doughy and yeasty. We ate that with the rest of our Parma ham and
cheese. We also had goldfish crackers, carrots, nuts, and a cool little thing
called an apple banana. They are about the size of a gorilla’s thumb and these
were nice and firm.
After lunch we took a walk to see how far we could go. Not
far. We walked to Keahou Bay, where Kamehameha III was born (just a small boat
harbor, and apparently the king was born in a crevasse in the rocks, next to
some grass and a park bench.) We went a little further, but could find no beach
– all we found was some absolutely horrifying smelly fruit. It looked and
smelled like the pod people would be coming out of it soon – whitish green with
an aroma that puts female ginkgo fruit to shame (smelled like feta cheese gone
off.) We looked it up later and found out it was noni.
We then took a drive south, down past the bypass (no longer
manned by cats, but not manned by anyone else either.) We went to an antique
shop in Captain Cook, which was fun. Captain Cook is alt. 1500 ft, which
surprised me. Instead of driving along the beach, which I kinda thought was how
the road that encircles the island, it was more like Hwy 1 in California.
Tight, twisting, two lane, and tall! As we left Capt. Cook and drove a little
farther (I don’t recall where I thought we were trying to get to) and the
height really got to me. I thought we were on the wrong road, so we dove down
the hillside on another twisting road, towards the ocean. When we got to the
bottom, we dead ended into a parking lot, manned by a group of guys that
descended on the car and tried to sell us a kayak trip out to the Capt. Cook
monument (which is only reachable by water or hiking.) Unfortunately, I was
super discombobulated. We were probably only a short distance from the Place of
Refuge, which I’d wanted to see, but it was down a one-lane road (again, how
the hell is that suppose to work?) and I just wanted to get back on the right
highway, so we drove back up the hill. We stopped and got some shave ice at a
nice joint though. Passion fruit and lemon flavor with a 50 cent drizzle of
coconut syrup on top.(note: I can't get a photo of how high we were - or the stomach dropping feeling I got driving the roads. This website has a bird's eye view, but it really did feel like this is how far up we were! )
When we got back to the resort, we decided to watch the tiki
torches come on. Picked up some beer and
dinner. Dinner consist of some lovely Hawaiian BBq from L&L. This was some of the tastiest stuff
we’ve had so far, and not at all healthy. I had the special Mixed Plate which
included chicken katsu and shrimp tempura, a dipping sauce, a scoop of white
rice and one of macaroni salad. There are two macs in Hawaii, macaroni and
macadamia. This mac salad was a nice blend of cooked, cooled noodles, mayo and
thin carrot shavings. I think there was probably some celery salt or something
else in there too. He got shredded bbq kalua pork and Lau lau - a “hefty pork
chunk” wrapped in a taro leaf and steamed. We drank some Primo beer (Hawaiian
tallboy).
The tiki torches are gas powered, and a guy with a blow
torch walks around and lights them.
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