Aloha and on the way to Kauai or as it was known c T'auai and with it's own unique dialect that may be lost as so many indigenous languages have throughout time. The last time I went 'home' I broke down and just wept in Honolulu. Just to feel that I was home at last even though the islands will never be home for anyone who is not Hawaiian - alluding to the fact that we have stolen the land from them while many live in poor conditions but full of pride and power. I am just a guest, a tourist. Still, I was welcomed and those with an open heart and a learning mind do better than many.

So I settle in for my flight with my New York Times, coffee, iPhone, laptop, all the modern accoutrements!

Aloha