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Posted There is no Road.

Hiked Kauai’s muddy Okolehao Trail to great views. Some areas in the distance are still off-limits after 50-inches of rain in 24 hours in April 2018 destroyed roads, bridges, and trails. This was the most rain ever recorded in the United States.

Woke up to a local brew.

Enjoyed my favorite type of meal in Hawaii, a plate lunch. Usually there are two scoops of rice, mayo-based macaroni salad, and fish or meat cooked in an Asian style.

On our walk, rain accentuated colors: mahogany, sustainably farmed.

Papayas figured prominently at our VRBO.

Slowed down in Lihue, Kauai, Hawaii.

Posted Getting on Board.

Walked around a place smelling of lush tropical vegetation and aviation fuel. Airside at Honolulu HNL.

Students called me “teacher.” My best title, ever.

Attended a packed Westminster Town Hall Forum to listen to 18-year-old David Hogg, a survivor of the 2018 Parkland mass shooting. He talked about gun violence: root causes, the law that prevents the government collecting statistics, and ways we can participate.

Walked past disposable buildings. 40 years ago I worked in this neighborhood in a building thoughtfully named “Plant 4, Building 3.”

Enjoyed a pre-show drink at the Guthrie before exploring inner beauty, Cyrano de Bergerac.

St. Patrick’s Day Eve 2019. Conducted the traditional Slicing of the Cabbage. Actually, we often have braised cabbage and sausages on a Saturday.

Walked through “Little Mogadishu” (the Cedar Riverside neighborhood) on my way to buy groceries. As with earlier immigrant groups, the Minneapolis economy benefits from Somalis working hard for better lives for themselves and their families. We all win.

We decided we only need one car: generally, I prefer walking or transit. Donated our 1996 Honda Civic, with 83,000 miles on the clock, to the Newgate School. The school promotes self-sufficiency: students learn car maintenance, tuition-free; single moms are given cars at no cost.