Total Recall (2012)

Matthias: Mr. Hauser, What is it you want?
Doug Quaid: I want to help you.
Matthias: That is not the only reason you are here.
Doug Quaid: I want to remember.
Matthias: Why?
Doug Quaid: So I can be myself, be who I was.
Matthias: It is each man's quest to find out who he truly is, but the answer to that lies in the present, not in the past. As it is for all of us.
Doug Quaid: But the past tells us who we've become.
Matthias: The past is a construct of the mind. It blinds us. It fools us into believing it. But the heart wants to live in the present. Look there. You'll find your answer.

[source: http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0321309/quotes]

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Zoe was trying to kill me

I thought I bonded with Zoe from the Kohala Center (see previous post), but I think maybe she was trying to eliminate one human from the planet by suggesting I hike the Waipio Valley.

It's beautiful from the top:


And it would be lovely if you made it all the way to the bottom:






But I cannot emphasize enough that the path down is exceptionally arduous (this is misleading as the road literally tilts at about a 45 degree angle):





Though I was (as usual) not carrying the camera, I did see images of the taro fields Zoe promised that looked like this:





Another adventure I would like to have but will ultimately leave to more intrepid students is to WWOOF Hawaii.  I lament that WWOOF- whether worldwide or the in States- appears to be age biased in favor of the young- but I still have to advocate for students giving it a shot if interested.  I joined the Hawaii chapter (link above) but ultimately did not find any vacancies that overlapped with my tenure.  I was disappointed, but yet I was not as I'm not sure I'm ready for the realities of a composting toilet.  Just saying.  A few years ago, I did have a student work on organic farms throughout Europe.  While physically taxing and a bit imperfect at times, I think she had a fabulous adventure working with wine, olives, and meeting new folks.  Peace out.  B.

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