OK, so here we are: back on Kauai, just like most years at this time. We like to have our trip straddle Labor Day, as we get a clear seasonal divider: it's summer when we leave Oregon, it's plainly fall when we return.
As always, we start our trip at the WM, to stock up on supplies. This place is surreal. It's crazy-packed; the aisles are -way- too narrow for the number of people shopping, and the ethnicities represented are so interesting (this isn't the mainland - -everyone's- a minority here, as in there's no clear majority. Whitey makes up about 30% of the residential population.
We're not super Wal-Mart fans, by the way. It's just a necessity thing. This is where we can get lots of water, batteries, things we forgot to pack, etc. Just like the only such option in our little hometown is the same behemoth. Necessary evil.
But I do blather on.
Onward, to vacation.
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Scott Lampman
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