Hey, this is B, posting some pics from my Feb trip to Oahu.
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| Balcony view of Manoa Valley from E-W Center dorm |
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| Another view |
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| Around the E-W Center |
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| Japanese garden. Sorry some of these are sideways. I've already spent too long messing with formatting. |
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| Entrance to where I used to live in Honolulu |
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| Closer view of the place |
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| Pic of the author I interviewed in Feb 2014. But the pic is from the 1940s. |
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| Pic of the author, Feb 2014 |
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| Another way of thinking about island relationality, in case you get tired of your typical way of thinking about island relationality. |
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| Can't resist getting a pic of rambutans in Chinatown |
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| Some medicines |
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| I liked this coat of arms |
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| At the beginning of a hike I took. The child is not mine. His mother was yelling at him to get out of my pic but I was in a hurry, no time to wait for him to respond to his mother's counsel. |
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| To prove I was there, a pic of my shadow. |
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| A sandy beach where I body surfed. I caught this scene in a rare moment with no breakers. |
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| Near the Sandy Beach where I body surfed |
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| The missionaries' bikes in Laie. |
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| Thus begins a series of pics of two men trying (for some reason) to snorkel at Sharks Cove in Feb. One made it out a ways. The other kept getting pushed back on the rocks by the surf. |
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| Some friends of mine |
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| The number of authentic examples of rongorongo writing is so limited, I didn't think I'd get to see one until, surprise, I saw one. |
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| The meal I attended, a fundraiser for the author I interviewed and her pilgrimage. |
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| A corner in Laie which, as I drove by, I realized I had visited when I was maybe four? |
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| The fence grows hot peppers |
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| When I was four, I messed around with the peppers and ended up with a stinging tongue |
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| View from Laie point |
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| a buoy tree. |
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| I was interested in the changing colors of the sea almonds |
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| At Kailua Beach, a pic of the house on the point. |
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| The canal |
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| Red-crested cardinals eating at some trash |