Anyway, yesterday it hit me that Hilo feels like my childhood in Corona, California. Certainly this is true in comparison to my life in Santa Cruz where I have spent the vast majority of my life (the last 36 years). You know I like lists! Here are the top ten reasons why I feel like I have returned to my younger years:
- I see the milky way at night.
- My feet are toughened up by walking barefoot all the time.
- I can swim in the ocean with comfort (i.e. it is not so damn cold).
- I am really tan. (My forearms and face are normally tan but not shoulders, back, legs, etc. since I was a kid.)
- I wear shorts and sandals most of the time.
- When the sun sets, the temperature doesn't change much.
- We eat outside at night comfortably.
- We have occasional smog (called vog as it comes from the volcano instead of capitalism), but it is much worse an hour from here.
- There is a lot of desolate desert nearby.
- And, of course, Hilo town is just so darn quaint and old-fashioned like Corona once was.
Anyway, I do love Santa Cruz but it has very few echoes of my childhood. The fact that Hilo does bring me back in time creates a powerful attraction to the place and sense of belonging.
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