Monday, May 02, 2005

Maui Is As Maui Does

After four hours of careful driving and gawking at waterfalls and giant, prehistoric-looking ferns, we reached Hana itself and felt unsure about what, exactly, we were meant to see or do there. Charles Lindberg is buried there, but we didn't want to incur the aviational wrath of his ghost by distrurbing his eternal sleep, so we ate some loco moco and turned around to start the trip back.

What kind of euphemisms can you make about dead pilots? "In life, he flew airplanes...but now he's flying that big airplane in the sky." It doesn't really work.

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