I think I got just what I wanted and needed from my trip to Maui -- a slow-down, walking at a relaxed pace, spending time just gazing, bobbing in perfect waters, napping in the sun. I read a couple of books, walked a lot, met some very nice people, and generally spun down. I bought my fruit (OMG the bananas!!) from roadside stands with "honor" cash boxes, wore plumeria flowers behind my ear every day, and breathed, in and out. Heavenly.
Since it's been three weeks since my sabbatical began, a good lesson is that taking three weeks of vacation is a really good thing. I should do it more often. But this feels different. Tim G. said that, at about three weeks into the sabbatical, you'll start to feel how different it is. He was right. In other vacations, it takes a few days to start to wind down, then there's a couple of weeks of relaxing. Then a few days before the end of vacation, I start thinking about work, what's awaiting me, starting to organize and boot up my energy. But not this time. After three weeks, i still have over two months left, and my biggest adventures are yet to come.
Sabbaticals ROCK.
I'll post some pictures with general impressions of Maui in a little bit. If you're looking for a sweet slice of Hawaii, without the massively euro-americanized golf courses, hotels, condos, and chlorinated pools, come to Hamoa in East Maui. It truly is a paradise.
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