After we said goodbye to my mom, we left the island of Oahu and hopped on over to Kauai.
Walking On Broken Glass
The Long Way Around
I have a few days’ worth of posts to fit into this one, folks. Hopefully I can keep it (somewhat) brief.
Maui Wowee
When Ray and I rented our car, the woman behind the counter asked us where we were staying. I told her we had a vacation rental.
“And what town is it in?”
I looked down at my iPhone for the address. Makawao. I swallowed, knowing I would almost certainly butcher the pronoun citation. Since W usually sounds like V in Hawaiian, I gave it my best shot. “Ma-KA-va-oh?” Continue reading “Maui Wowee”