Aloha! This is the conclusion of our day trip to Lana’i.
Our ferry ride back to Maui was scheduled to leave at 4:30 PM. We left the Four Seasons Manele Bay Resort at 4:26. Even though it is a very short drive from the resort to the harbor, this was cutting it way too close for me. I’m still learning to live on island time. Yes, it really does exist. This is one of the great reasons to visit an island on vacation, right? To slow down your pace and find a level of relaxation you may have been missing for quite some time? Even though I expected a slower pace of living, that doesn’t mean it’s always easy to get there.
The first week we were living here, we went to the local DMV office to register for our Hawaii driver’s license. The office only had a few people waiting in line and I thought, “Great! This won’t take long at all!” Almost 2 hours later, we were still waiting. It was a pleasant wait and the ladies working in the office were very sweet, happy and had great customer service skills. They had lots of aloha! Hugs and kisses to individuals they hadn’t seen in ages. We even saw a few gifts exchanged while we were there. It was all good and everyone was happy. I was finally in Hawai’i waiting to get my Hawai’i driver’s license! Not much could have made me happier at that moment. I have to admit, though, I still started getting a little antsy as the two hour mark rolled around. My very wise and experienced SDH whispered in my ear “one thing you have to learn in Hawai’i is patience. It’s a much slower pace.”
One of our most obvious tasks to deal with immediately after moving into our home on Maui, was finding a way to improve the internet speed. It was running at a snail’s pace, a speed that was acceptable maybe ten years ago…possibly fifteen. It was really slow. We spent days upon days researching why it was so slow and who could make it faster. This was much more irritating to my SDH than it was for me. I was able to remind him of that wise advice “someone” gave me back at the DMV office…”one thing you have to learn in Hawai’i is patience. It’s a much slower pace.”
So…back to the ferry. As we were being driven back to the harbor by our dear local friend at his leisurely island pace, I am sitting in the back seat watching the clock. 4:27…4:28…4:29…we finally pull into the parking lot. I have to remind myself that he takes this ferry all the time and must know the schedule like the back of his hand. He is also taking the ferry over to Maui with us to stay the night with family. He won’t allow us to miss our ferry, he’s going too! It doesn’t help. I’m still watching the clock…4:30. He puts the car in park and turns sideways so he can visit and see us both. Obviously, I thought we were getting out of the car to go board the ferry. Apparently not…
Our wonderful friend begins asking questions about Texas and harvesting cotton. How long do the plants live? How tall do they get? While answering his questions and wondering why he’s asking, luckily I can SEE the ferry still disembarking passengers just brought over from Maui. 4:33… 4:34… Then he tells us that there once were cotton trees growing on the island. TREES??? He pointed to a handicapped parking sign and said, “they were taller than that sign.” (6-7 ft) I must have had a look of disbelief on my face. He began describing the process of the blooms, then the bolls and the black seeds found in the cotton. I confirmed, yep, sounds like cotton alright. Who knew?! I had to Google this later and confirm (like I do with anything that is Google-able). It is true! Cotton trees are used as ornamental trees in certain areas of Hawaii. In fact, it is the Hawaiian cotton plant that was crossed with another species of cotton used for harvesting that produced a hybrid species that is more resistant to crop destroying insects.
Just think, if I had not allowed myself to slow down and “talk story” (Pidgin term for chat, shoot the bull, gossip, reminisce) while anxiously waiting to get on the ferry, I would have missed this very interesting bit of data! After we finished our cotton talk, we all leisurely made our way to the ferry and were the last ones to board before the ramp was pulled away. No worries…no worries at all…
Aloha and mahalo (thank you) for stopping by!
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