I took the tender into town. Here is a shot of where King Kamemahema I lived:
Well, not exactly that hut, but in this environ. I walked over to Umeke's and ordered my bento of grilled ono (wahoo, which was ono, or good in Hawaiian), with a Kanaka Poke and Lomi-Lomi Salmon, plus a can beer from ABC, and went to the shoreline:
Back in my cabin, again a view of Hualalai:
I think that was Haleakala just above.
Dinner was to Jefferson's Bistro:
That lady to the right? She took a close look at what I was wearing, cringed a bit, but let me in anyway. The pants just cover the slippers sufficiently that they look passable. Thank you.
I first ordered two soups, mushroom and French onion:
The onion soup was terrific, mostly because it was piping hot. The mushroom was lukewarm, but okay. I asked for my fourth bottle, a Francis Coppola Claret, which was excellent. That tiny bottle of Perrier, it turned out, cost half my meal. The calculation were complexed. The white wine is from my Santa Margherita Pinot Grigio bottle. Rather than an entre, I had an escargot with Caesar's Salad:
Courtesy of the Kona Coconut Wireless Weekly, 12-18 December 2016:
- When a person sees the Milky Way at night, he sees only 0.0000025% of this galaxy, and nothing outside of it.
- There is enough gold in the Earth's core to cover the entire surface of the planet in 1.5 feet of pure gold.
- The average person has four dreams per night.
- Coca-Cola and Pepsi are sold in every country except for North Korea. (Well, not true, for Coke from Italy is sold in Pyongyang.)