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on to O'ahu!

The radio voice to which we've been listening just announced that there are no tsunami warnings in effect as a result of the 7.0 earthquake in Seattle. I never quite thought of earthquakes from that point of view. Usually the question is how long things hanging on our walls will rattle.

I don't know how it's been possible for us to have missed mentioning the Aloha Diner (in Kapa'a) for so long. It, along with Ma's Family and Hamura's Saimin, are high on our list of favorite local digs where Hawai'ian grind (food) can be had. It's where we go to "talk story" (gossip, chat) without having to consider whether any of our fellow haole (Caucasian, barbarian) tourists will be around. We're the ones who "tip the percentage" (as you frequent ethnic-restraunt goers will understand), but not very far.

The pipi koula beef, the 'ahi poke, and the lomi salmon. I tried poi again to day, and to my surprise I'm starting to get used to it. Think yoghurt. We were also told about Hanalei-style poi, a sweeter version which doesn't go sour "because they use distilled water or something, ya?" (according to locals, in the local patois). We haven't had any Hanalei poi yet, but we will.

I got a chance to play in the breakwater on our beachfront, a warm pool of seawater created by a small bar of coral and rock which runs parallel to the beach. It was great! Waves crash over the barrier, covering everthing with a frothy spray. There's a pretty strong sideways current, fun for riding. I was joined by a monk seal who decided to sun himself about twenty feet away and ignore me.

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