Adios and Aloha

As most of  you know, we're back on the island of Oahu, in total reverie of time's elasticity.  With our Nicaraguan exit stamps, came the abrupt halt of our simple jungle life, the reintroduction of paved roads, the luxuries of garbage disposals, washing machines and hot water, and of course, the first day back to work.  How simple it is to walk back in, and shed the life you have just lived.  I still hear monkeys in my dreams and envision the thin, empty lips of waves, curling and lapping onto Central American sand.  As phantasmal as the last six months now seem, the reality is, it was our dream fulfilled and has become our inspiration for the future.  We don't want much, but next time, we'd like to be able to stay - we'd like to have the house paid off and to start a little business - a car that doesn't rattle itself loose, (but even that's a luxury.)  We'd like a false ceiling over the kitchen and some tile in the bathroom and a garden that gives us unlimited tomatoes.  How to perpetuate our life abroad ... how to get back to our simple jungle life.  This will be the next chapter of this silly little blog, that is our life.