Hanamaulu, Kauai


How I squat for chicken fight..jokin. or as Danni calls it "derby".

Found this #5 (numero cinco) on the side of the road. It fit perfectly with my chalk piece...May! Cinco de Lumpia!

So we went to Walmart like everyday of our trip to Kauai...seriously. There's only 1 Walmart there and the whole island shops there...and I never fail to see a familiar face. I had my class reunion and family reunion all under that roof! Anyways...so Keith bought me some crayola chalk and I did some scribbles around my parent's house in Hanamaulu, a small town which started off as a subdivision for sugar plantation workers and their families in the 1800's. We had cane fields surrounding our town while growing up, unfortunately since the mill is no longer, the sugar cane is no longer there. Ahh, they would've made awesome photos! It's quite sad but at least they'll remain in my mind. Sugar cane grows real tall and I remember playing in the fields when we were small, even though it was private property..haha. I remember eating sugar cane raw...not very appetizing, and I remember the prickly hairs on the leaves..ouch!...or was that buffalo grass?..anyways..our town of Hanamaulu is largely populated by Filipinos from generations going way back to the plantation days. Hanamaulu has green homes, blue, pink, whatever color you can imagine, it's a fiesta, unfortunately ours is a boring beige with a good tinge of red dirt which is all over Kauai.

As far as I can remember, I've always lived around cars, boats, motorcycles, atv's, racing cars like dragsters...dad is a mechanic, and he's always bringing home stuff and leaving them in the yard. I was going to tag a old sports car that was in the back, but I decided not to, I know my dad would figure it was me, and who knows, he might need that car door for something?..so i found this pile of bricks in the back, some wall space near where my brother already spray painted (I'm telling mom!), and an old rusty mailbox, oh...and our road, all for chalking! I had nothing else better to do.


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