Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Frescos!

So these are some of my pictures from Hawaii! I have to confess that I didn't take as many as I should, I think I've realized that I'd rather be in the moment than have to see it through a camera lens. But nonetheless, here they are.

 Shallow Shorebreak!
 Zack with some epic shades
 Not sure....


 The above three are of the Waimea Canyon
 Gucci and Robs steeplechase
 This is an epic trench that me and Zack traversed with our mad skills
Gucci hanging over the front of our tour boat
Anna
Whale's tail!
"Spinner" Dolphins

Thursday, April 14, 2011

The Drools

So I had a pretty creepy experience on the way back from Hawaii. It all started out in the van on the way to the Lihue Airport on Kauai. Since you can't bring water through security, I decided that I would drink all the water in my water bottle before I got there, so I did and then put my bottle back in my backpack. We arrived at the airport and checked in, then went through the security line. Since the deans gave us ten bucks for lunch, I decided I would get some fries at a deli beside the main lobby so I left my backpack and trombone with some Fountainview peeps and went to get some. When I got back, my stuff was sitting by itself on the seats and everyone had left for the airplane, I grabbed my stuff and ran to board as well. Since I was so rushed to get on the plane, I forgot to fill up my water bottle again. The flight was pretty uneventful besides me drooling on my tray table while I was taking a nap. When we landed in San Francisco, I went to fill my bottle up at the drinking fountain. I started to fill it up, but instead of filling it up all the way, I had an impression that I should pour out what I had just put in. It was a little weird, and I just about dismissed it, but I decided that I had the time and dumped it back into the drinking fountain. As I dumped it out, a small, partially dissolved, white pill poured out with the water. Now I had never seen that little pill in my entire life and I certainly didn't put it into my water bottle. Thank God for the Holy Spirit! Needless to say, I am EXTREMELY happy I didn't drink it, I mean, it could be like strychnine or date rape or something! And if I had filled my bottle before I got on the plane, I would have had a good four to five hours before I could have received medical attention. How it got there? I'm guessing somebody stuck it in when my pack was sitting in the main lobby of the Lihue airport, but it could have been somebody else... Like somebody I don't expect... Maybe even one of my "friends". So the next question is... Who would want to kill me?