well hello. i hope you will all be suitably appalled with my terrible grammar and spelling.
in the library in kapaa, slept on a school playing field lastnight in the hills, was going to hitch back to hanalei [where i left my main bag in a bush yesterday] but was pitch black and didnt fancy my chances. had spent the day with this american lady driving around the island as she was looking to move out here. she was pretty cool and gave me loads of nuts. sound.
farming is out the window, pure slave labour. went to this farm a few days back which sounded really interesting, yet got there and it was a total dump, plus he wanted 20hrs a week for a shit camping space, yet on a plus side we could eat all the farm produce - only problem was that he only had 1 patch of lettuce growing. he was a bit of a gimp too, think my 20hrs would have included a good proportion of him trying to bugger me. also the 2 other guys working there were just like lost hippies with half a brain cell between them. brill.
however i met this old man whilst i was getting lost trying to find the farm, he said if the job didnt work out he'd employ me for a few days helping him move house, so i gave him a call and i'm meeting him tomorrow if all goes to plan. hes starting this woodwork buisness with this really cool asian guy who gave me a ride to the farm so i'm going to try and wangle a few hours of helping out there in exchange for a garden to pitch my tent.
currently camping on the beach for the most part, it was all good for the 1st few days since i met a sound young american couple who were here from honolulu for a hike and found this dead secluded bit of the beach. yet a few days back we bumped into a ice head [for you white guys whats someone who enjoys crystal meth] he looked like a fucking zombie, like actually something from resident evil, was pretty scary, he kept grunting really angry at us, we managed to escape but on the way back to the tent jonathon and amy decided to tell me stuff about iceheads in hawaii, apparently last yr one stole a tiny kid from a garden and threw it off an overpass onto the freeway. i slept like a goddamn log that night for sure. jesus!
[i'm also reading cather in the rye and wishing a spoke like him]
all is good so far [apart from my tent leaks], meeting some really cool people and got some plans in the pipeline but 3months is seeming like a pretty long time. hopefully getting a surf lesson in in the next few days, going to buy myself a board but need somewhere permanent to stay, lugging my 2bags [which are a pain in the arse already] and a 9ft board around wouldnt be the biggest buzz.
im brown and stink. [you cant wash me rebhead, sorry]
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