We drove the Hawaii equivalent of the PCH on steroids--one lane, the best part paved like mom and dad's driveway. It's like driving to heaven and back on the road from hell. Voltaire had Hana in mind when he sent Candide to El Dorado. He had Hana in mind when he had Candide and Co. leave El Dorado with sheep loaded with gold and end up home emptyhanded, to tend their little garden. It was a perfect activity for Sunday.
And I took a photo for you. Just one. It's cows. There's lots of pictures of Maui beaches on the internet, but you may not fully appreciate the Maui cows:
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