space invader.

bamboo?
you bet.
rebexpert and i hiked through a forest
of creeping bamboo to a whole series of waterfalls
and slippery rocks and sucking mudholes.
that's real.
clay-soiled flippity-flops on wet rocks under torrents
of clouded-up and murky rivers?
slipperier than you'd expect.
plus,
rain swollen rapids and icy freshwater currents
added an extra super challenge to the big fun of hiking
and swimming through all the tropical nature nutrients.
we doo-doo that off-the-beaten pathfinding, neighbors.
beaches and weird food and hippies all over the place
rounded out the first full day of island living.
i've got sore knees, and itchy fingers too.
huh?
well,
for starters,
cold water shrinkage and healing thumbs don't mix well.
oh, that's not all, either-
to combat the lagging timewarp travel slack,
i've been getting expert on that caffeinated coffee action.
yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuup.
i've got acid reflexes refluxing in my guts,
and sour butts stewing on the back end, too.
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it's so super early in real time,
but it's barely even nighttime here.
i'm repping the weirdie loft,
and taking up space like an inverted houseguest
in a converted garage, y'all.
i've got postcard-making supplies,
and some cement of the rubber variety,
and a scissors.
i'm on that crafty maui magic postage jauns,
and if you're lucky,
you just might get one.
pacifism on the pacific?
not once, not never, ninjas.
we've got even more active participation planned
for tomorrow and every other other day as well.
it's all really happening;
never quiet, never soft.....