Greetings,
The second house is well underway and it’s going to be a beast. Due to the slope it’s on, the front of the house starts five feet from the ground. Couple that with ten foot ceilings and I *should* be standing at 15 feet from the second floor patio.
The seas are rough these days and there is no way to source cash on this island so I’m going back and forth like a small white ball in-between two international table tennis players. I also often feel like a rubber duck in a massive bathtub after an overweight character jumps in not so elegantly. The seas are really rough and today nearly broke me.
I’m trying to keep myself afloat on Youtube because it’s the future. Any @$$hole can write a list of things to do or a photo essay and the industry is saturated. Not many can hang on video and that’s why I’m in the area besides the fact that it’s infinitely more fun and rewarding. Anyways this and that happened and I wanted to finish an upload this morning.
I also needed to go to the Big island so I decided to bring my laptop along as the coconut trees weren’t swaying so hard and figured it might be an easy ride. I forgot my headphones so I went back then ran for the skiff which leaves at 6:30am each day. I got there and one seat left, the suicide seat. I sat in and thought, this is the way to the big island so no big deal, the way back is roughest.
Within 30 seconds of us going I was getting soaked. This girl held my bag but my iPhone and GoPro were still on em and I was literally getting dumped on. I was getting so wet I had to stand but got one of the coolest views I’ve ever had in recent memory. The seas are out of control and this ~45 foot skiff that holds 40 people with twin 250’s on the back was just roaring over the waves.
I arrived on the big island soaking wet, so much so that it felt like my soul was drowning. I’m getting burnt out and fighting crap internet connections every day. Sometimes I just give up and lay on my bed under the fan thinking “WTF am I doing with my life?!” Suffice to say I sauntered to the bank machine soaking wet all to see it was out of cash. I came back later and same deal so went into the bank and the rate they charge is extortionate.
I came back and it was worse. The way to Little Corn is always infinitely rougher than the way to the big island because you’re going into the waves. Anyways, I just sit there and close my eyes as water assaults my senses and I ponder my life. Then, I get on Little Corn and everything is cool again. This is my routine lately and it sucks.
Father’s Day recently passed and in a weird way, these houses are my current kids who need to eat lots of concrete mix. My second son who is just getting going is eating meters of gravel, sand and over a hundred bags of cement so far. The foundation makes me so happy and we’ve already started sticking bricks. This weekend I have 6 meters of sand, 500 6″ blocks and 20 bundles of 1/2″ steel. I’m building this house hurricane styles but more on that later…
In ~3 weeks I’m off to Scotland and can’t wait. I’m beyond burnt out on these islands for now but I won’t bore you with that.
Tips hat,
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Dubz, I figured you’ve been busy, but the above sounds wild. Scotland will surely be a welcome respite. Hopefully the weather allows for a round or two at Duddingston.
Do you ever visit any of the old distilleries? Not sure how ‘touristy’ that sort of activity is.
No but I want to start visiting wineries, impressive gardens and more castles. Why not start visiting some old distilleries too?!
CHEER UP LAD. You’re living the life and should remember that.
True.
I’d switch my daily commute with yours any day. Have an ice cold Imperial for me when you have some down time!
I wouldn’t trade but it gets insanely old like anything really. Tona and Victoria are the beers around here; you’re thinking of Costa Rica, good sir.