Conundrum conclusion

I spent two weeks on the mainland and came to a startling conclusion.
I didn't understand a word anybody said. Even if understood the individual words I couldn't parse the sense behind the words. Everything seemed baffling. Drivers were insane. Food was strange. Small talk was indecipherable. The dress code was all pitfalls for me.
Maybe, just maybe...
It's not just Hawaii. Maybe I'm a malihini everywhere I go!


  1. yep, that's how it was for me all the years I lived in the islands.....then we became surrounded by the very bad pakalolo growers with many guns....our "nauvoo" was Punaluu Valley on Oahu....


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