Thank you all for the lovely birthday wishes! And what a place to spend a birthday. And it was a good and busy trip, if a bit tempered by under-the-weatherness. We swam with dolphins (I have always wanted to do that), hiked up Diamondhead Crater, learned about Polynesia, got a lot of sand in our shoes and chased rainbows.
Chasing rainbows is a lot of fun, especially when you don't realize that's what you're doing at first, but just start pointing and laughing and turning corners, going this way and that.
I am back now, about halfway through my second cold in three weeks. And this isn't the same old warmed-up leftovers of a cold, the one I dropped off in the Pacific Ocean somewhere. It's a brand-new shiny fresh cold. Did you know that was possible? Neither did I. My head feels like it weighs 400 pounds, my oxygen intake has been halved and my brain is fogged by cold medicine. Add substantial jet lag on top of that, and I really am able to process only about half of what is said to me and a quarter of what is happening around me. I hope you'll understand if I'm a bit quiet for the next few days.
In the meantime, I will try my hand at being an elationist and believing that "behind every calamity lies possibility"... (Via SARK's eLetter, which you can view here) I wouldn't say that a bad cold is a calamity, exactly, but it has sort of forced me to put all unnecessary activities on hold, leaving plenty of time to ponder possibilities while drinking hot chocolate.