So. I'm in Honolulu. What to say, what to say?
It is humid here but nothing like the soul-crushing weight of humidity in DC.
This is a very diverse place. Different languages, different ethnicities, different backgrounds. I've met a few of the students I'll be working with. One is from Ithaca, NY. One is from Maui. One is from Beijing. One is from Atlanta. One is from Korea, by way of American Samoa.
Everyone has been very nice to me. The students have been giving me good tips on things I should check out.
The place where I am living is cool, but the bugs don't mess around (pictures pending--those suckers move fast).
Unlike DC, people drive pretty slow and also do not seem to be out to murder each other.
Also, when I walk my normal pace here, I feel like I'm sprinting.
Hawaii achieved statehood in 1959 after struggling to defend its sovereignty against...guess who:
So it's been a state for 55 years, and is the most recent U.S. state. DC, it's time.
According to one sign at the Waikiki beaches, surfing almost disappeared from Hawaii by 1900 because missionaries tried to ban it:
Way to go, us. Nothing makes Jesus look good like trying to eradicate fun.
I am not sure that I will learn how to surf:
But I definitely want to learn how to play the uke:
Spot and I can't wait for Leigh to get here so that we can check out some of these excursions (book courtesy of UMW Book Sale at Metropolitan):
And, finally, I am one lucky, lucky dude.