Saturday, 30 March 2013 DAY 343 0 MOON 12 WANING 77%
On this day I woke up early to drive to pick up a rent a car from the Airport with Matt Garrett and Turner. The tops of the West Maui mountains were cloudless for the first time. I guess that was as good enough of a sign as any. “Leave when the always clouded mountain has no clouds.”says the great spirit. And so I drove for the first time in a while like a horse trying to reach somewhere new and trying to reach back at the same time. I was able to see our van on the beach. The van that we had spent so much time in over the past 12 months. The van that had taken us from Alaska over the New Foundland and around the united States. The van that I had sold just four weeks before. Our van was parked on the beach looking at the clear waters crashing on the sandy shore next to the two highway memorials that had happened during our short Maui stay … one death when we arrived on the island, the next right before we were leaving. Both were local Native Hawaiian youth and both involved drinking and excessive speed. You can go either way. We are heading to the land of many people, and to do that we lose a day and must travel into the future. And I wonder, what ever becomes of that day. If I find out out, should I keep it a secret? We are heading to a land of different customs and different cultures. Even in the air I can sense this. And this is why we are on this voyage around the world – to see, to experience, to be. a part of this feeling of new. So, we hung out all day taking back library books, cleaning the house, and moving all of our stuff closer to the trash. A dip in the pool, but not one last time in the night as Viena had wanted. I do not know why, but by that time of the date I was done and even though it sounded like a good plan – go jump in the pool at night with a big canonball one last time, but we did not. All we could do was set up our final bed for the children on last time. I just did not have it in me. We had already had such a long day. We went to an Easter egg hunt in the park across the street . We saw Marcus, Anna-Stina, Andeas, and baby Sonja from Sweden. they all came over after the Easter egg hunt and gave us some last bits of advice when we travel through Europe. The Easter egg “hunt” was one of the strangest that I had ever been a part of. Hundreds of eggs were just dumped out on the field and after the whistle all the children just free-for-alled them up in a matter of seconds. Done! In Sweden our friends were explaining to us that during their Easter “hunt” there is just one big egg that is hidden and everyone looks for the one big egg and when the egg is found all the insides are shared by everyone. Spoke with neighbor John. Hung out at Papa Tim’s – went to McDonalds for our last supper and then even had a last movie, one that won alot of awards but probably not one to watch before travelling around the world and probably won’t be shown on airplanes anytime soon.
















































































































