My Hawaii Problem is solved, or anyhow I’m out of Big-Island pictures I feel compelled to share. These last two have absolutely nothing specific to the geography.
And sure enough, a bunch of Sicilians showed up to eat and drink by the pool by the ocean. Someone played guitar and they sang rousing Sicilian songs. It was an afternoon thing, over by suppertime. Don’t know if they were Big-Island or vacationing Sicilians.
Now here’s something completely different; at a random beach on the West coast of the Big Island. I don’t know why they were sharing the sarong.
That’s it for Hawaii, already feels a long time ago, except for the lava walk; that memory will remain intense as long as my memory circuits work, I think.