But you may wonder: Where do people who live in Hawaii go for vacation?
Good question. We always went outer island. In other words, we'd visit another island in the Hawaiian chain. I remember an especially great time we had in Molokai. And the reason I bring it up will become obvious in view of yesterday's post.
We stayed in a friend's home while they were visiting the "mainland." (Mainland refers to the continental United States.) They lived on Molokai with only 6,000 other people. And they lived right on the beach. We walked out from the front door just a few steps and we were at our own private beach. We'd go out and explore each day. The friends next door would bring over food for us. Live food like this taco, Hawaiian for octopus.
He was the neighbor's pet pig. They called him Kalua.
Kalua was like a dog to us. He'd root and snort. He'd lay down and let you rest your head on his huge belly while you read a book. He loved to have Eric clean him with a broom. He'd follow us around the yard like a puppy. He got a bath each day by his owner right in the ocean. Who said a pig's life was hard?
Anyway thinking about yesterday's post made me miss Kalua.
...dave
Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he eats them. -Samuel Butler
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