I have yo yo'd to Kona again and am staying with my youngest daughter in the back of her art gallery on Alli Drive, mecca for the iron man competition, canoe races, sight seeing boats and yachts. There was a giant black sailing yacht out there this evening that was twinkling with lights and forboding at the same time. There is even a nightly boat ride that takes you out to feed the Manarays and some of them are twenty feet wide.  It must be quite a sight.  Tourists love this place.  I find it a little overwhelming but since I have lost track of how many times I have been here I am getting used to it all a bit.

   It seems like everything happens at once here.  Iris had a good day at the gallery and we delivered a mural she and I worked on for her friend's beauty salon...a rag tag affair up in the hills behind Kona.  Then some people came in and bought eighty dollars worth of stuff.  Always nice to make a good sale or two.   We decided to close the shop and go swimming in the bay at 5pm.  Her vendor friend was still selling sarongs etc when we got back...she has one store and her husband has another.  They watch out for my daughter.  Friends. There is a wonderful massage therapist next door who is a friend too and some jewelry vendors out in front who love my daughter. 

    When we walked the block down to the bay it sparkled and vibrated with activity.  It is a holy place which has a part protected for the ancients who knew this bay was special.  Next to that place they were holding a wedding and I could tell it was another bunch of Russians getting married. 

To hear an ambulance come down the pier was unusual and they fished a fellow out of the bay.  He was face down on the stretcher when I saw him and his arm hung limp.   The ambulance stayed there a while and then quietly drove away with the fellow inside and no one seemed to know him or what was going on.  Life.

    I said that all we needed now was a birth to take place and sure enough a tiny tiny baby appeared with loving parents so proud of their new arrival.  Then to top it all off a giant .... and I mean giant... rainbow arched over the bay and the hills to stay for a good twenty minutes reflected in and out of the puffy pink clouds of the sunset.  We walked back totally blown away...as usual.  There were open air restaurants with live music and one sign said...Happy Hour from 2pm to 9pm.  That is lots of happy.

     Then we went to some event at the big brewery here with three live bands.  I lasted thru two of them but my daughter had connected with a giant brewery guy from Colorado and gave me the key to the gallery so here I am.  Ha.  I remember being young.  It just makes me tired to think of drinking all that beer and flirting into the night.  She is just a few blocks away and says she will walk home.  My other daughter is finally finished with the school year and looking forward to camping on the big sandy beach near here.  As an old lady I am barely keeping up but it is good for me and they watch out for me and love me.  I can't ask for more.

     Kona is hot and muggy in the afternoon but the evenings are balmy.  BALMY.  Romantic and silky.  Lots of rich people here and not many places for someone like me to settle.  I found a little cabin at the south end of the Big Island but not sure if I want to be that isolated.  Meanwhile Kona Bay is making a little more sense to me.  It is intense.

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Comment by JMac1949 Today on June 7, 2015 at 5:44am

Sounds to me like you'll just have to find yourself a rich lover and become a Sugar Mama... Be well and enjoy the ride. ;-)

Comment by Carole Dixon on June 7, 2015 at 5:49am
Zanelle, we are relocating to a small town instead of isolated country, like we've been living in. I wonder how it will be in close proximity to people. Maybe later, after we know the area, we may go back to country living. Are you hell bent on buying? Maybe rent unto you know more clearly what you want? That is our strategy, anyway.
Comment by Myriad on June 7, 2015 at 6:59am

Interesting, Carole.  After 35 years of fairly isolated country living, I've moved to a small town.  To a place where I don't see neighbors and can pretty much remain isolated (and don't have to keep up yard appearances), yet walk to coffee shop, restaurants, bank, etc.  Good so far.  However, except for the horrors of moving, renting first is a good idea.

Comment by Anna Herrington on June 7, 2015 at 7:38am

Lovely water shot - which way does the bay face? so pretty there... 

You'll find your way, so many choose to move into town for convenience, less driving. As one who had always chosen the country spot in my adult life, living in town has its benefits - and we're still here, in town, after a decade - but the peace of the country that seeps in the bones is just not found in town.... that can be okay, too.

Your daughters sound like you did good, Mom.

I, for one, hope you settle near them.

and that lovely water.

Comment by Anna Herrington on June 7, 2015 at 8:13am

Just don't sit or lie down in Honolulu !



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Comment by koshersalaami on June 7, 2015 at 8:45am

So how's the swimming? It all sounds so inviting. 

Comment by nerd cred on June 7, 2015 at 9:06am

The state should hire you to do PR! And old women - you make it sound so good.

Comment by Julie Johnson on June 7, 2015 at 11:48am

Just clicked on that link that Anna left.  Seems all is not paradise.  I had a chance to go to Hawaii a few years ago, when my step mom was doing some work there.  She was flying everybody in for fun, at one time or another.  It just seems so unreal to me.  I sent my son instead.  He was there for just 3 days, and has some excellent stories.  Anyway, since she was there working she got to see and experience so much of the 'realness ' of the place.  I read the James Michener book then, so I'd have a better idea what she was talking about.  That was a pretty good book.  

oh yeh...and Dog the Bounty Hunter, have you run into them yet?  ;-)

Comment by Zanelle on June 8, 2015 at 2:06am

jmac....a sugar mama is the one who has the money.  That will never be me.  A sugar daddy is usually someone who is annoying.  I just want to be able to live within my means and that is why I want to buy and not rent.  A cabin where there is no landlord sounds good to me.  Time will tell.  I might just yo yo forever.   So far so good and I am reminded to be grateful after reading the story of Elizabeth Smart who was abducted.  I was riveted to her story and fierce determination to survive and be happy. 

  Ive been looking for Beth and Dog the Bounty Hunter but no luck so far.  Would love to see Roseanne Barr and her nut farm too.  lol   So many characters here.  I liked that link above about the laws against homelessness and I have felt really discriminated against as a tent camper.  It is all about the rich beautiful people here and that is dam annoying. 

  Kosh,  the swimming is amazing where you can find it.  My daughters know all the beaches.  My one in Kona likes the little sheltered bay and it is so salty I can float with my feet and head above the water.  My other daughter likes the big waves that crash her and Petunia to bits and then does it again.  I like both.  The water is an incredible turquoise blue.  Amazing.

  Nerd Cred...PR is not what I am good at.  I like to get at the truth and this place is very deep and yet shallow too.  Lots goes on here and nothing.  Sometimes I absolutely hate it and other times I can see the draw.  Time will tell.

  Julie...it is an unreal place.  The older tourists like the ambience but it is old fashioned.  Modern tourists want ecofriendly and Hawaii has a hard time being real like that.  They guard the old ways and value the tourists too dam much.  There is a big deal about spraying on the roadsides and most people hate it but they still do it.  Lots of cliques.   I don't think I would be here if it weren't for my daughter but that little yellow cabin sure looks good and I found myself saying I might like it even if my daughters weren't here.  I am yo yo ing in more ways that just traveling.  

  Thanks so much to everyone for your support and understanding.  I think of all the moves and relationships we have all shared...the good times and the difficult ones and I appreciate this group so much.  Writing helps.  Reading and readers do too.


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