My Campsite

I was very proud of my little setup. I covered my camping hammock with sarongs so that the strings wouldn't dig in too much and then hung a tarp over everything to provide shade and protect me from rain. Everyone was very friendly; I made friends with a pair next to me who live in Kapa'a right now, Dan and Da'nae. He was a young journalist who had been fired from the Garden Island paper for doing too good a job on a piece involving the chief of police and corruption; she was a college student from San Francisco. It was the first time anyone had asked me about my major in a long, long time.