Ninole, mon amour

There I go again – to Ninole, for two weeks. I wanted to come back much sooner, but between the gas prices and the inflated expectations of airlines with less competition, I couldn’t bring it over myself to fork out the money for a ticket in July or August.

September is a great month in Hau`Oli Mau. The weather is nice: sunshine in the morning, overcast at noon, then rain in the afternoon and at night. Oh, wait, that’s every month here!

What’s new? The house is in tip-top shape, I got half a dozen calls from people that are interested in the house, and the rat I threw out on my last visit is now a furry partial skeleton.