Gorgeous weather. Lush greenery. Soaring hawks. Extravagant bird calls. Fancy bento. Crap directions. Thirteen miles. One hundred eighty-three flights of stairs. Blisters. Sore toes. End of day: lukewarm beer.
Walk all you can. It’s a mistake not to.
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So much beautiful countryside and colorful food.. Sounds like you might have walked enough! And I’m happy to read a new saying! When do you return? C
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Yes, it has been truly wonderful. Alas, I return to Hawaii in five days.
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Is it time to rest your sore toes? Looking forward to your return.
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Yes, toe-resting time has arrived, but neck-needs-help time has a
arrived, too. Perhaps I can relax on the plane. Oh, no, forget that – it’s a red eye and unfortunately I am not able to sleep on planes . . . Wah wah.
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