There was much to enjoy also, as we got some last looks across the water to Moloka'i. At the airport we ran into Dave and Sandy and their niece with her boyfriend. They too were on the same flight to the Big Island but they are staying on the other side (the sunny side). I learned that when Sandy Landefeld puts her mind to it she can find ice cream in just about any airport; melting or not, she finds it. Another discovery for me was that at least judging from the southern road to Volcano, the roads on this island are straighter and wider than on Maui, something I appreciated while driving at night to an unknown location.
When we got to our jungle bungalow it was perfect. Buried in vegetation (in fact we had a hard time finding the house even after we parked in the driveway) it was exactly as advertised. Since being at this higher altitude it is much cooler than down at sea level so it was good to see space heaters throughout, a wood burning stove and Sandy especially appreciated the heated mattress in our bedroom.
| Living Room (I've been trying to play that ukulele) |
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