Day 4 (Monday, March 10, 2008)
Monday was a work day for everyone but me (tee hee hee *snork*). Aunt Linda and Lynn were both headed off to do their thing by mid-morning so I set up camp at the kitchen bar with my computer, phone, and notebook for some wedding planning. How much I accomplished is debatable but at least I felt productive and that’s all that matters, right? I spent much of the afternoon deleting e-mails and files and such and generally making myself feel incredibly accomplished.
I also watched a video Aunt Linda left about hurricane Iniki that struck Kauai in 1992. Preeeetty intense stuff going on der! Roofs flying off and whatnot. I thought MY airport adventures were a pain… anybody stuck on the island during Iniki really got their money’s worth. :)
When Lynn got home around mid-afternoon we had some pupus and later departed for a local school with two guitars in hand. Lynn goes every Monday night to see whoever’s playing and invited me to come along. Performing that night were the Kama’ainas, a local group. There were guitar and ukulele circles beforehand, where the performers went over their set for the night with anyone interested in playing along. It didn’t take me long to figure out I really had no idea what I was doing. But it was fun to watch the masters… Gabby was the guitarist and really knew how to work it. Left me in the dust.
I also got leid again – a woman here makes them to give out to visitors and I choose a green one with blue flowers. She told me what it was made of but you don’t actually expect me to remember, do you?
So after that came the concert – lots of traditional Hawaiian music. The local hula dancers got up there for some parts and much of the audience had their ukes out the whole time.
After the show Lynn and I helped put away tables and chairs (something I DID know how to do). It was pushing 10 by this time and guess who was getting tired?
I stayed up to visit with Aunt Linda for a while and then… well I guess I don’t have to tell you the obvious again.
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