Day 17

Day 17

Well I think I am in a rut, today I made breakfast, cleaned a room, worked on Reiner’s house. Stuck in our 12 by 12 room, well Jeremiah is, he has been watching TV lying on the bed for three plus hours. I’m just puttering around. Used the Internet, wrote a letter, cleaned the place up. I guess I could go somewhere, but I like company. I hope he gets out of super laze mode eventually, its quite frustrating. Sabina should be getting a rental car around the 9^th and she has all these neat sounding places she hints she’ll take us too, I will be happy to get out there a little more. Even though I am in Hawaii, things get a bit tiresome already. I wouldn’t mind going to the beach everyday, but it’s hard to get there sometimes. I just miss having friends to call and have silly simple times with, groups of like-minded energetic happy people. Laughing with my family. What serenity and joy I felt the other day at the beach was followed by a day of missing the small world I lived in where I knew everyone and what was going on around me. Any who on a plus side I haven’t had to rake for like four or five days, boy howdy! I wish we were back in the trailer we originally were in because the TV was never on in those two weeks; we talked and read, and went places, and played games. But now is on constantly and I cant sleep, eat, or anything without it in the background. I just can’t think with that mindless drone in the background but he loves it so and gets mad when it has to be turned off. Somebody help me! The television stole my boyfriend! It’s happened before and I never thought Hawaii would make it happen again . . .

Well I’m sort of going to have to eat my words now. Just when I was ready to toss in the towel and say there is such a thing as a dull day here, it happens. We get to talking to Sabina in the kitchen and she says “ I need a rope a machete and some helping hands” we were off to hunt bananas! She has some friends with a vacation/rental home high up above our house, amazing view; I forgot my camera so I’ll just keep that happy memory for myself. They aren’t there often and she helps maintain things as favor and she gets free reign on all their bountiful produce. So we get to the tree and you have to chop down the whole branch with the bunch down. She did one and Jeremiah did the other. It’s like a huge grass so two or three whacks does the trick, I didn’t do it but it almost appeared to be like slicing through butter. Which is surprising because it looks like a huge tree, I mean it is, bananas are fascinating once you get learning about them, they are one of a kind. The juice that comes out is clear and slimy like bleach, you wash your hands and it just feels slicker. Anyway after we got the bananas form the huge fallen limbs we had to hack it into log sized pieces and throw it in the elephant grass. I took lots of pictures when we got home. Then we hung them off the porch in the kitchen, fed quite a few of the large leaves we took home to the sheep and horses and that was it. We got two huge full green banana bunches, for the guest breakfast, and a little yellow one with about ten on it for us. The rest was rotten but we salvaged a few after hacking off the deadies. So there was our eventful evening. Oh for dinner Jeremiah fried up some, what we now call, and “Hawaii squash” I also have pics. It looks like a zucchini/cucumber and tastes like that mixture as well, very mild. Just a little olive oil and sea salt and it was perfect.