another song that frequented our radio while on the island. this video is kind of funny...
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Ziggy Marley - Beach in Hawaii
This video is cool for a couple of reasons. First, because this song is the one we frequently listened to while cruising around the island. And second, the video was shot by some random guy and most the places he shows are the places we visited while there. His cliff jumping shot was filmed at South Point where we also went cliff jumping. Anyway, gotta love ziggy.
on the beach in hawaii
With time zipping by at the speed of light, it has already been more than a week since we returned from our hawaii trip. In a way it both saddens and excites me. While I really miss being in hawaii, if time is going by fast it means that I will be on my (tentative) sea kayaking trip in July. Although the downside to this is that it too will be over quickily. Also, I don't want to wish away the spring and summer months as they are so rare up here in the artic north. For example, the day before it was warm and sunny, today it is cold and sucking...I mean snowing. Snowing all over the place. Snow on the dead brown grass, snow on the pinic table, snow in my face...it is getting into everything! Including my plans for summer weather.
Anyway, I am going to go back into my happy place and recount some of the details of the hawaii trip while it is still fresh in my sleep-deprived mind. So, the weather was perfect. It was a constant 28 - 30 degrees everyday - just enough to singe every part of my exposed epidermis. Warm enough to dehydrate me to the point of sun stroke (I should have known better, but it's been so long since I last saw the sun that I forgot its potential...). We went snorkling, hiked down through a tropical forest to a cove and watched surfers surf 10 foot waves, ate lots of wonderful local fruit, drank coffee (sadly even with Kona's 'best coffee in the world' we still managed to locate a starbucks on the island), perused through all the farmer's markets, swam with the sea turtles, mocked american tourists, watched amazing sunsets every night, slayed us some coconuts, cliff jumped, played with geckos...the list goes on. We did alot of cruising around in Lewis's Land Rover listening to all the relaxing, drug-inspired island music. For that short week it seemed perfect and just what the doctor ordered. We put on our flip flops and sunscreen (but not enough apparently) and momentarily forgot about life back home.
Then we arrived home back to our snowy, cold reality. Luckily though, it is April and we can still look forward to spring and summer. And maybe our summers aren't filled with tropical flowers and palm trees, but to me summer in Canada can be just as beautiful. Anyone wanting to argue with that comment go and hike the West Coast Trail first and then get back to me.
jenna
Anyway, I am going to go back into my happy place and recount some of the details of the hawaii trip while it is still fresh in my sleep-deprived mind. So, the weather was perfect. It was a constant 28 - 30 degrees everyday - just enough to singe every part of my exposed epidermis. Warm enough to dehydrate me to the point of sun stroke (I should have known better, but it's been so long since I last saw the sun that I forgot its potential...). We went snorkling, hiked down through a tropical forest to a cove and watched surfers surf 10 foot waves, ate lots of wonderful local fruit, drank coffee (sadly even with Kona's 'best coffee in the world' we still managed to locate a starbucks on the island), perused through all the farmer's markets, swam with the sea turtles, mocked american tourists, watched amazing sunsets every night, slayed us some coconuts, cliff jumped, played with geckos...the list goes on. We did alot of cruising around in Lewis's Land Rover listening to all the relaxing, drug-inspired island music. For that short week it seemed perfect and just what the doctor ordered. We put on our flip flops and sunscreen (but not enough apparently) and momentarily forgot about life back home.
Then we arrived home back to our snowy, cold reality. Luckily though, it is April and we can still look forward to spring and summer. And maybe our summers aren't filled with tropical flowers and palm trees, but to me summer in Canada can be just as beautiful. Anyone wanting to argue with that comment go and hike the West Coast Trail first and then get back to me.
jenna
Monday, April 02, 2007
Native Hawaiian now
I am back from Paradise. I have a really lovely tan to prove it. Sun-burn faded into sun tan. Just to clarify something, my Hawaiian name is not the ridiculous one that Jenna made up for me. She thought she was soo funny. Kakalimu Jenna!
It was a very good time. I would like to live there in a tree house in the Tropical forest. I could live off fresh fruit from my backyard forest and swim in the ocean to stay clean. I would drink Kava and slay coconuts which i would then use to make bowls and spoons. I would make coffee from the coffee bean trees and pineapple juice from pineapples in the ground.
I shall add some pics to share with the world.
I am still tired from the overnight flight. I shoudl have left a day after for sleeping. It is only 6pm in Kona and so my body is exhausted and confused.
Good night!
Anna
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Howzit
Aloha!
Local people say howzit. They say other strange things like flip flops are jap slaps. interesting eh?
so at this time we are still in Hawaii. About five times a day we consider ways to never leave this place. I love it. Kona is less touristy than other
hawaiian locations and so it is not overwhleming.
Our burns are flaking into lovely tans. Some patches of Jenna's skin look kinda like rawhide, but i think that she will pull through all right. At least compared to the rest of Edmonton, we will be dark.
anna - or as they call me in hawaii...mauikonaoahuini (can be shortened to makohu)
hello peoples of the artic north, it is I, Jenna...the soon to be hawaiian native. Yes, I am getting so dark that I almost look a different ethnicity. I figured, what the hey, why don't I just reside here since I fit in so well? So that is the plan. To reside here. It's been nice knowing ya'll. David, it would never have worked anyway. However, if you want to come to HI then delete that last comment in your mind. The lava here is hot, so are the beaches, and the men (I am just quoting anna, I do not have eyes for the men here). I am going to go downtown to purchase a pair of jap slaps tomorrow and also a surf board.
hang ten.
J-dawg or as they call me in hawaii...Juakini
Local people say howzit. They say other strange things like flip flops are jap slaps. interesting eh?
so at this time we are still in Hawaii. About five times a day we consider ways to never leave this place. I love it. Kona is less touristy than other
hawaiian locations and so it is not overwhleming.
Our burns are flaking into lovely tans. Some patches of Jenna's skin look kinda like rawhide, but i think that she will pull through all right. At least compared to the rest of Edmonton, we will be dark.
anna - or as they call me in hawaii...mauikonaoahuini (can be shortened to makohu)
hello peoples of the artic north, it is I, Jenna...the soon to be hawaiian native. Yes, I am getting so dark that I almost look a different ethnicity. I figured, what the hey, why don't I just reside here since I fit in so well? So that is the plan. To reside here. It's been nice knowing ya'll. David, it would never have worked anyway. However, if you want to come to HI then delete that last comment in your mind. The lava here is hot, so are the beaches, and the men (I am just quoting anna, I do not have eyes for the men here). I am going to go downtown to purchase a pair of jap slaps tomorrow and also a surf board.
hang ten.
J-dawg or as they call me in hawaii...Juakini
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Golden memories
This last weekend officially marked the end of winter and the beginning of spring for me. When the last run has been skiied (or in my case, viciously ripped up by the sharp edges of my snowboard)for me there is no longer any other reason for winter to linger. Snow has no other purpose than to provide Warren Miller with a subject for all his films and for the rest of us winter sport enthusiasts with something to do in the winter. And even then, I don't have much use for it in places other than the mountains.
Hengen, Kevan, Leah, Duane, Karyn, Matt, and I just came back from a glorious, muscle-aching weekend of snowboarding at Kicking Horse. I love that resort. I am starting to love it almost as much as I love Fernie. Given enough time there I think I could love it more than Fernie. It is steep, it is deep - it is heaven in the form of cornices, powder, cliffs, and gondolas. It has everything...even a live grizzly in a little hut on the edge of one of the runs. His name is Boo and he is the keeper of the Kicking Horse.
I took my camera but mostly forgot to use it. For everyone who was not on the trip the highlight of the weekend might appear to be Duane brushing his teeth after his morning bagel.
So now that I am back and have satisfied my snowboarding needs I am ready to fully embrace spring. And since Edmonton is not as ready as I am for warm weather and sunshine, I intend to find it elsewhere. Elsewhere = Hawaii. Our plane leaves this saturday afternoon and we don't plan on coming back until Edmonton sheds its winter skin. For 9 days we will bask in the warm Hawaiian sun, splash in shark-infested waters, fling ourselves off cliffs into the sea, and picnic on active volcanos. Hopefully when we return Alberta will be ready for Anna's flip flop...because I know I will be.
Upon requests I am graciously willing to spend some of my time in Hawaii thinking about my friends back home. Just ask where and when you want me to think about you (example: Kristy Bidne, day 5, on the beach) and I will arrange a moment for it to happen. It will almost be as good as being there yourself...you may never feel the need to visit tropical paradise again.
Jenna
Hengen, Kevan, Leah, Duane, Karyn, Matt, and I just came back from a glorious, muscle-aching weekend of snowboarding at Kicking Horse. I love that resort. I am starting to love it almost as much as I love Fernie. Given enough time there I think I could love it more than Fernie. It is steep, it is deep - it is heaven in the form of cornices, powder, cliffs, and gondolas. It has everything...even a live grizzly in a little hut on the edge of one of the runs. His name is Boo and he is the keeper of the Kicking Horse.
I took my camera but mostly forgot to use it. For everyone who was not on the trip the highlight of the weekend might appear to be Duane brushing his teeth after his morning bagel.
So now that I am back and have satisfied my snowboarding needs I am ready to fully embrace spring. And since Edmonton is not as ready as I am for warm weather and sunshine, I intend to find it elsewhere. Elsewhere = Hawaii. Our plane leaves this saturday afternoon and we don't plan on coming back until Edmonton sheds its winter skin. For 9 days we will bask in the warm Hawaiian sun, splash in shark-infested waters, fling ourselves off cliffs into the sea, and picnic on active volcanos. Hopefully when we return Alberta will be ready for Anna's flip flop...because I know I will be.
Upon requests I am graciously willing to spend some of my time in Hawaii thinking about my friends back home. Just ask where and when you want me to think about you (example: Kristy Bidne, day 5, on the beach) and I will arrange a moment for it to happen. It will almost be as good as being there yourself...you may never feel the need to visit tropical paradise again.
Jenna
Monday, March 12, 2007
March 8 was the day
March 8 was the day that I decided was the day to take out my thongs (flip flops for those of you uncomfortable with the proper term)
five months of winter and counting...I am too impatient to wait any longer. Normally I start wearing my flip flop thongs in February, but these are snowy times. March 8 was also the first time that I got to see the sights of Innisfail. In a long story shortened, I was walking around Innisfail in my flip flop thongs looking for the local impound lot, and there was mud, and ice, and snow.
Mud + ice + snow = dirty & cold feet.
I looked down at my unfortunately clad feet and laughed out loud for all the townies to hear.
This adventure did not stop me from wearing flip flop thongs again. I have been wearing them ever since. Even though it is a little bit crazy.
Anna
five months of winter and counting...I am too impatient to wait any longer. Normally I start wearing my flip flop thongs in February, but these are snowy times. March 8 was also the first time that I got to see the sights of Innisfail. In a long story shortened, I was walking around Innisfail in my flip flop thongs looking for the local impound lot, and there was mud, and ice, and snow.
Mud + ice + snow = dirty & cold feet.
I looked down at my unfortunately clad feet and laughed out loud for all the townies to hear.
This adventure did not stop me from wearing flip flop thongs again. I have been wearing them ever since. Even though it is a little bit crazy.
Anna
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