It isn't the big things that I look
forward to when going on vacation, it is the little things.
I don't much care how these islands
were discovered and settled 10,000 years ago or how the first
Europeans “discovered” them a few hundred years ago. I suspect
that my ancestors have been here before bringing trade goods and
disease with them. Now, we just bring money and a seemingly
insatiable thirst to get a tan and buy crap that we wouldn't waste
our money on back home. I don't really care how those same Europeans
brought together all sorts of nationalities and exploited them
equally, without a care for nationality or the colour of their skin.
My people were bastards to them all.
I like to see how the people live now.
I like to watch what they buy in the grocery stores and how they
interact with their kids. Families are families no matter where they
are located. I like to watch how the locals separate the tourists
from their money. I don't like being separated from my money, but
that is the way it goes. I like to walk along the beach and watch the
waves roll in, day in and day out. I like to watch the other people
walking along the beach watching the waves roll in day in and day
out. The thing that I like most of all is to look at the flotsam and
jetsam that the high tide has washed up.
Where we are it is mainly small pieces
of shells, some small bits of wood, sea weed of different types, tiny
stones, the odd dead fish and sometimes if I am lucky, a piece of
shiny beach glass. I like the beach glass because someone tossed an
empty into the ocean and due to the motion of the waves and sand it
has emerged as something beautiful and wondrous. I met a lady on the
beach that has been collecting beach glass for years and she knows
more than anyone should know about beach glass. She talked about how
the modern bottles aren't thick enough to withstand the waves so
beach glass is becoming less and less common. It is either that or
people have stopped tossing their empties into the ocean.
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Last night I was out watching the waves
come in and looking up at the sky. I don't think the sky is any
larger in Hawaii, but there does seem to be more stars crammed into
the same space. I don't know much about the stars and constellations,
but I wish I did. I know the Big and Little dipper, Orion’s belt,
the North Star and just a few others. Sometimes I can see a satellite
moving around the earth, and because of that satellite I can watch
NCIS on Tuesday nights. If I am really lucky I will see a shooting
star and get to make a wish. Lately I have come to understand that
most of my wishes have come true. I have a loving family (mostly),
good health, enough money to live on, friends that like me in spite
myself and I have been blessed with painfully good looks.
Looking up at the sky last night, I
remembered that our sun is part of the Milky Way galaxy. The Milky
Way is composed of 200 to 400 billion stars and is between 100,000 to
120,000 light years across. Our sun is located towards the outer edge
of the galaxy. I suppose that we are not very important as far as
solar systems go. In fact, we just might be some cosmic flotsam and
jetsam that washed up at the edge of the galaxy. We probably aren't
of much interest to anyone except for a few eccentrics that can see a
value in a bit of shiny glass or a tiny shell that just appeared one
day and will disappear tomorrow.
I guess I am good with that.
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