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- 2 hours + a nightmare that woke me up for part of that
- 6 hours
- wasting time on teh internet
- sleeping
- searching through and paraphrasing the text of the SEPA law
- working on my resume
I went for an awesome hike today. It was a little sunny, which was nice. I inadvertantly took a new trail that was very pretty, and I was rocking out to my current favorite tunes and happily snapping pictures . Suddenly I looked up and a woman was about two feet in front of me, and I was so surprised and gleeful about my hike I gave her the "Hey!!!!" you give good friends you haven't seen in a long time. She thought I was crazy.

Pahoehoe lava.

We killed that coconut with TOOLS.


Breadfruit.

Several trails were 'closed' due to 'earthquake damage' from the October earthquake.



Other hijinks here included dad breaking a rope swing by pulling the tree out of the ground.




Dad was telling us about making beer.


Digital cameras: instant gratification.

Glam shot!

A crater within a caldera.

We hiked across a huge lava field to see lava pouring into the ocean and steaming. The hike back was in the dark, and though Mom and Robin didn't have their flashlights, it didn't really take that long.

Lava trees in the rain-we weren't lost, only a mite bewildered.

Blackberry + lime = blimey!
In other news, I hate snow/ice.
After running my laundry through the dryer 4 times, I have reached the conclusion it's broken and now am out of quarters and have a lot of wet laundry.
The best part (ok not really) is how unselfconscious everyone is about their bodies in bathing suits. All the women wear bikinis and most of the men wear briefs, and 90% of all that flesh is really scary to see. The heavier women get funny tans where their flesh folds, for instance lots of women have big white triangles under their butts where their leg creases when they're laying down. Today we saw a large sunburnt man with a mullet wearing fluorescent blue briefs that said "guard" on the butt in gold letters. We decided he must be European because no American would do that to himself.
