General Silliness on the Big Island

This place — like most — inspires silliness. The jokes are flowing. For example, on the way to our house each evening we pass "Da Store." We say it like "DA bulls" (from Saturday Night Live). We've pretty much replaced the word "the" with "da." Makes us feel like locals. Here mahalo means thank you, but if you're a true native, you might say "tanks brah." We're looking for an opportunity to try that out.



These bus stops line the roads near the house where we're staying. Becky thought it might be a good place for a photo shoot.

Bus stops are everywhere...as are cracks...in the lava. Right. We wrote this Haiku.

From dawn until dusk,
Cracks abound all around us.
Until we slumber.

Brilliant.


I couldn't resist trying out my monkey skills on the way down to the Pololu Valley beach.


And we didn't intend to be silly when we hiked through the Thurston Lava Tube (Dad, the Lava River Cave in Bend was actually cooler), but we couldn't help it with the headlamps. A couple of girls were trailing us, because we were a light source to be reckoned with.