I’m a born and raised Seattleite. This means I am not used to, nor will I ever get accustomed to, running in heat and humidity.
But, for some reason, I suggested to my cousin that we run a half marathon together in Hawaii. This was back in October. We did the race nearly two weeks ago.
Also, for some reason, I thought it was a good idea to travel to Hawaii (from Seattle) just for the long Memorial Day weekend. Maybe it didn’t seem so crazy since I have family there, so it’s not like visiting a new destination where you need to explore and see every thing.
Every time I get off the plane in Honolulu and feel the surrounding warmth, I feel instantly happy. The smell of plumeria reminds me of my childhood. All the food just tastes better. The people are just so much more friendlier on the island than on the mainland.
“Would you ever live in Hawaii?” people have asked me before.
I don’t think so. For me, I think it would lose its magic if I lived there.
That means I’ll take any chance I can to go to Hawaii. Even if that means three days with a red-eye flight home and going to work that same day.
The short and sweet trips are so worth it and just as valued.
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