Waimanalo

Although the common cold is still tormenting the oversized cranium, I was up fairly early this morning at Chaos Manor (read: rental housing) to complete the last of the laundry chores and pack everything for the move to Waimanalo. The usual itinerary was followed, which meant another day at the gym.

I returned to Chaos Manor at 3pm. I completed the final packing. The "blog" was updated early, just in case. I may not have Net access for the rest of the day. My plan is to call the landlord and make final arrangements for my departure. I should be in Waimanalo before dark.

Over the past few days, I have been pondering the fate of my evening outings to Kahala. From Chaos Manor to Kahala, the bus ride is about ten minutes. From Waimanalo, the bus ride is much longer and requires one transfer. There are two possible routes, both of which are fairly long. The shortest of the two routes goes through Hawai'i Kai. Unfortunately, the last bus to service the connecting bus to Waimanalo ends its service at 8pm. If I missed that bus, I would have to go to town to make a connection with a different bus that would get me to Waimanalo via a longer route through Kailua (home to a certain fitness and training hottie). An alternative would be for me to drive my vehicle to Hawai'i Kai, park it there, and ride the bus to and from Kahala. That's an expensive alternative, by the way.

Why is the evening outing so important? And, why must is occur in Kahala? Why not not Waimanalo? How about Kailua? Or Kane'ohe? Well, Waimanalo is a "one-horse town." Enough said. Kailua does not have a den of consumerism (read: shopping mall). Kane'ohe, where my former townhouse is located, has a nice den of consumerism, but it is also quite a distance away. In any case, I have become quite familiar with the den of consumerism in Kahala. And, I am a familiar face at several eateries. So, I am treated well.

Other decisions, currently pending, will be finalized. Will I keep the cheap "smartphone" and its service plan? Will I divest my vehicle? Will I remain in Waimanalo? I should know the answers in a few days time. The bottom line is that I really don't want to move to Waimanalo.

On a side note, this morning, Alan was still in the process of moving out and cleaning up his trash. The professional movers cost him over $700 for services rendered. Upon payment, he discovered that he did not have enough money left to pay for accommodations at the hostel in town. Instead, he will staying at his friend's house in Kapolei. There are already six people residing in the four-bedroom house, two adults and four offspring of varying ages. His friend is allocating a private room for Alan.

Lastly, I ran into my formerly-homeless buddy this morning as I was about to enter the coffee shop In town. He told me that he had been in the hospital for a heart transplant. He showed me the long incision that ran vertically along the center of his torso. Long story short, he collapsed while waiting at a bus stop about three weeks ago. When he was conscious again, he had already been through the operation. So, he doesn't remember anything. My formerly-homeless buddy is still planning an extended visit to Vietnam next month. Frankly, I am wondering if that's going to be his final trip, if you know what I mean.