“Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life." - Jack Kerouac


Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Pololu Valley, Hawaii November 6, 2017

Aesha the "Gliker"
We are just a couple of girls, gliking our way to the Pololu Valley! Have you ever heard of the term glamping? Well it's used for those who don't really like to camp and do so with Glamour. Those folks who like to pretend they are camping but don't really want to endure the modus operandi involved with the outdoors; so they sleep in cabins instead of tents, wear makeup, turn on the ac, and go out to dinner and such. Ewww. Well Aesha wore gold sequin shorts on the hike, therefore the term gliking was born. I will, however, say that this glamorous hiker trekked up and down to the valley completely barefoot!! She is a rockstar!

The view from the top of the Pololu Lookout literally took my breath away. Lush tropical rain forest giving way to sweeping views of the valley below. Neon green bramble set against the onyx colored lava rock and an exquisitely painted sapphire. This magnificent kaleidoscope will remain forever illustrated in my dreams.
Once we arrived at the valley we needed to cross a tiny bridge " But under the bridge lived a terrifically terrifying terrible troll called Trevor- he was always hungry too. And there was nothing he liked better than to eat a nice juicy Billy Goat"- OK, OK I was reminiscing from my childhood a bit there with The Three Billy Goats Gruff! No troll to be found, only a splendid little river slowly spilling into the salty sea.
We stumbled upon a few swings set (see what I did there haha) in the forest and decided to play for a bit. I felt so free and energized in the valley. Completely at peace and genuinely in touch with mother nature and all of her beauty.

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