Just kinda tripping out on it all. That was an intense month in Hawaii, as it usually is. Hitchhiked my butt off all around Kauai, so fun putting yourself out there to fate and the wind, and meeting interesting people of all sorts in the process. Walked all over the place, miles and miles every day, loved walking alone back to Anini campground at night with the full moon shining overhead, listening to the waves. Camping was fun even though I didnt sleep so well, especially as it was a bit colder than expected, enduring the storms, almost slept in a cave at one point to avoid a particularly bad storm, but then got a message from a friend offering for me to stay at his house for the night, so instead I ended up sleeping in a nice bachelor pad watching comedy routines with him on his huge flat screen TV all evening. Met lots of amazing people, some folks from facebook Id really wanted to meet and other travelers I ended up hanging out with, talking around campfires, etc. Ran into one FB friend unexpectedly at one of the beach park campgrounds. Went to so many awesome, remote beaches, jumped off waterfalls, climbed rope swings, waded through creeks, explored the jungle, went boating out in the ocean, watched the best surfers in the world, etc. And so now here I am back at moms house, my decompression chamber from so many trips, both abroad and hitchhiking all over this big country, coming back home all dirty and sweaty and bedraggled and spinning with the intensity of so many experiences packed into another month or two or three or eight of wandering travels in distant lands. But for now Im clean and my clothes are all washed and folded and my sleeping bag smells all flowery and Im sleeping on a comfy bed and at the moment have a real house all to myself and so sometimes, I think for a moment or two, Maybe I should finally get around to just settling down and having a normal, predictable, routine, comfortable, regular sort of life for a change in which I have a pretty good idea whats going to happen tomorrow and I see the same faces day in and day out and Im not left wondering where Im going to sleep for the night and life is a bit less of a strange, mysterious, bumbling adventure in exploring the world and finding oneself and pondering the mysteries only to discover even more around the next bend and trusting the universe to catch you after youve already jumped off the cliff and.......nah....somebodys gotta do this, might as well be me....
Posted on: Sat, 10 Jan 2015 05:17:23 +0000
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