Well, the day I leave for Maui is drawing nearer. I’m really excited and if it wasn’t for this miserable cold I’ve brought back from Guadalajara, I’d be much happier. Of course, having a cold in this kind of heat makes it even worse. Not that I’m complaining (well, ok, just a little bit) because it will get my tolerance for this kind of heat back up to where it will have to be to survive in Maui.
No truth be told, having a cold in Hawaii is better than feeling great in San Francisco. The way I look at it, I’ll take 80 degree weather, a slight offshore breeze and a fucking huge ass Pina Colada on the sands of Ka’anapali over any weather, good or bad, in San Francisco.
Does it sound like I’m rubbing it in? If not, you’re not paying attention. I’m going to Maui and chances are that you are not.