This is a hand-stitched panoramic of Waimea Canyon, which has been referred to as the “Grand Canyon of the Pacific”:
We planned to hike around Waimea Canyon, but we started late and it got cloudy and the system of trails we wanted to hike was fogged in, so we didn’t go.
We (Joe, Jess and I) went to Kaua’i two weeks ago. It’s called the garden isle, but we didn’t hike much or go kayaking like we should have; we spent a lot of time at the kmart helping Joe pick out sunshades. Ah, well.
The first night, we camped at Salt Pond Beach Park. Recommendation: don’t stay there unless you like chickens. Chickens waking you up by doing the “cock-a-doodle-doo” thing every 20 minutes starting at 3:30am until they really get going at about 5am, at which point you might as well get up. After staying at this beach park in the company of chickens, the three of us decided to have chicken as part of every meal for the rest of the trip.
From this beach park, we could see Ni’ihau, the forbidden Hawaiian island that only has about 200 people living on it (which is off the electrical grid and rather isolated from the rest of civilization). This view of Ni’ihau is taken from Waimea pier (not too far down the road from the beach park):
…so I picked Passepartout.wordpress.com instead. Passepartout was Phileas Fogg’s faithful sidekick. Both characters are from Around the World in Eighty Days, a novel by Jules Verne about circumnavigation.
I plan on writing about all my worldly travels here. And if Virgin Galactic (et al) get their shit together in my lifetime, maybe I can write about otherworldly adventures here, too.
Expect long tirades about such fascinating things as airport security lines and the sketchy hostels I’ve stayed in. Pretty boring stuff, even to me. Maybe I’ll put some pictures up or something. Can’t really expect that anyone will actually read this, which is good, because I can barely speel.
