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(11 days ago)

((almost over, I promise))

Flew over to the Big island, checked into the Monago, a great old hotel on the leeward side near Captain Cook. The hotel is amazing, a turn of the century structure with a lot of history. Also, clean and quite cheap.

A photo from 1920. The main building looks much the same now, minus the model-t:

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Lobby:

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View into kitchen:

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Dining room:

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World's best waitress, Jaradee Featherbreeze Davis (good luck with the boyfriend):

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Lobby:

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Items found abandoned in rooms over the years, in a display case in the lobby:

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Artifacts:

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In the garden:

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Room in the new building, with view of the sea (when there's no fog):

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Thank you -Z-!

I've been to the Manago before, and after my first visit, it occurred to me how nicely sepia would capture the quiet, old-fashioned feel of the place. This was the first time I've been there with a vacation camera that had a decent sepia setting, Had to teach myself some of the ins and outs of PS lighting levels to really bring out the contrast.

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Went snorkeling at Two Step, just next to the Place of Refuge. The drive down from the Manago was nice:

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Two Step is the best snorkeling in the Hawaiin islands, hands down. Not the crazy fan and table coral and sponges you get in places like Fiji or Thailand, but a decent amount of yellow and orange growths, lots of fish, and occasional turtle or eel.

One of the nicest things I've ever experienced snorkeling happened here- I ran into a school of very curious cuttlefish. They eyed me warily, hovering in perfect formation with their tentacles out. When I got too close, and then chased them a little, they formed their bodies into perfect almond shapes, flushed an electric violet color, and jetted away, still with their huge eyes all pointed exactly at me, still in perfect formation. When I stopped they also stopped about thirty feet away and watched me until I finally swam away.

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The Place of refuge is just across the bay from here:

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I swam out to the deep water just for the hell of it. I happened to look down, and found this at about thirty feet of depth. I had our crappy disposable underwater camera, which I did not have for the cuttlefish, sadly:

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It was made of impressively heavy looking chunks of cinderblock and broken concrete.

On the way back up to the hotel we passed Arlene's Pie Shack perched on the hill right by the road with a deck that looked out over the sea, so we stopped in. This incredibly sweet and innocent little old lady sold us a piece of pecan and coconut cream pie, and, without a wink or a nod, a piece of Mystery Mac Nut pie:

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What was the mystery? It was: how did Arlene manage to cram so much Ganja butter into a pie shell and still have any room left over for crust, macadamia nuts, or sugar?

Awesome sunset just after. So Orange. A swarm of little angels that looked exactly like Arlene flew out of the setting sun, danced on the table, gave me a foot-rub, then attacked and devoured a parakeet that had settled on the railing of the patio.

I ♥ Arlene.

After we crawled back to the Manago. The tv lounge, usually hopping, was empty:

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Also in the lounge:

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quick update before bed.

so, a long day today as it always it with traveling. passports all checked and ready to go.

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a large part of the day was spent just sitting in my seat watching in-flight entertainment. 7 hours to be exact. food was real oily but i enjoyed the tea break.

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got off the plane with the godam heavy luggage and headed off to the girlfriends place to drop them off. the weather here is really good right now. cold and gloomy and lovely, a stark contrast to hot and humid weather back home. headed out straight for dinner after that for hot thai food. yummm.

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pad sew thai with beef.

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chicken tom yum, the perfect compliment to the weather.

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lovely lovely, goodnight sufu!

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Tomorrow is the muslims new year, Eid ul-Fitr. So my jeans and i helped out my mom and sisters to do some cooking and baking! After one month of fasting during ramadan, and Tarawih(yes, in my jeans for the whole month) Its finally time for celebrations!

Nutella cookies.

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Almond cookies

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Honey Cornflakes

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Chocolate Chip Cookies

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Beef Rendang. This is one of the malay traditional food. Best to be eaten with rice.

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Bonus shot of Milo who will be celebrating Eid ul-Fitr with us for the first time since we got him in May last year

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Lastly i would like to wish SUFU Eid Mubarak and happy holidays to everybody in Singapore!

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Well, of course, I'm working today but on most days, I have lunch on Telegraph Road in Berkeley -- which is walking distance from my workplace. I almost always end up at Naan n' Curry...after all, my ethnicity is South Indian ! Telegraph Road is the hippest place to be in Berkeley. Mostly, at lunch time, you run into Cal professors, Cal students as well as druggie street kids with their sick (as in unhealthy, not well) dogs.

Note Amoeba Records and Rasputin Music, two Berkeley classics. I'm surprised that they're still open in this shitty economy and age of iTunes -- but they supposedly have an awesome vinyl record selection.

And, oh, I only go for one trip to the buffet. That heaping plate you see is all I eat for lunch. I'm not 'fraid of onions and raw chillies !

I'm wearing : Schott Perfecto Steerhide, AA Tri-blend Vneck, IH 301S, IH Super Tan Belt, Sperry Topsiders.

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Paul T. and anthonyoj, yeah...I feel lucky to work walking distance from Telegraph Road, Bezerkeley ! It's also about a 10-minute BART ride from Oakland. Actually, I'm partial, but Oakland-Berkeley-SF is a heavenly trifecta...you really can't ask for a more amazing place to call home !

Paul T., to answer your question, the two best South Indian eateries in The Bay Area are 1) Udupi Palace (locations all over The Bay -- there's one in downtown Berkeley too) which is 100% vegetarian and also 2) DOSA -- locations all over SF. There's a Dosa right in The Mission...a stone's throw away from SESF in fact. I religiously go to both a few times per month. As far as Udupi goes, I typically eat at the huge lunch buffet on Saturdays in Fremont. (Berkeley's Udupi doesn't do buffets). I believe I posted a pic of the Fremont Udupi Palace once in WAYJDT -- when Mum and I hiked Mission Peak (also in Fremont).

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Just got back from Italy, where I went to watch the MotoGP with my Dad and brother. First we went to Bologna, to visit the Ducati factory and look around the city.

The Towers of Bologna

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Ducati started off as a camera manufacturer, but this was their first step into the world of motorcycles, the Cucciolo, a clip on 48cc single engine.

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One of Mike Hailwood's GP bikes.

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Bit of engine porn, the 996 Desmoquattro and 998 Testastretta.

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The GP bikes.

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Visited San Marino just as the sun was setting on the way back to our hotel.

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First lap of the MotoGP race, sorry for the snapshot, was too busy watching the race. Unfortunately Shoya Tomizawa died during a crash in the Moto2 race. Very sad loss, especially as Peter Lenz died the same week in a USGPRU race, makes you wonder whether it's all worth it?

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Spent a few days in Florence after the race.

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Sunrise over Florence, from Fiesole.

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Just got back from Italy, where I went to watch the MotoGP with my Dad and brother. First we went to Bologna, to visit the Ducati factory and look around the city.

The Towers of Bologna

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hopefully you guys went up there?...i was in bologna in may and went up the tower on the right. view was awesome...

here's an inside pic i took during going up!

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and the view...

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The following is a x-post from the Jeans of the Old West thread. Mike Harris, the author of the book, invited me to go Jeans hunting with him. All the scraps of denim found were from the mid 1870s to early 1890s

So my father-in-law and I had the pleasure of joining Mike and his family on a trip through some mines. Let me just say that his entire family was enthusiastic about finding old stuff in mines and it wasn’t because of the monetary worth of the objects they find, but more about an understanding of how miners and people in that era lived in general.

Below is some of the landscape of where we were. Basically the desert.

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It was a blazing hot day, but it definitely did not stop me from wearing duck and denim. Also, Mike had mentioned that inside the mines it was a pretty constant 65 to 68 degrees, which was comfortable with the denim vest and long sleeve shirt.

The nitty gritty, the outfit: MF Signal Vest, MF chambray utility shirt, Alden Indy boots, and last and definitely not least the ROY cotton duck pants. (The ROY pants wanted to learn a little bit about where their great grand parents had grown up and I thought a trip to the desert mines would give them a good sense of history.)

A couple of poses for ya:

Me about ready to set out up the canyon.

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Mike giving my father-in-law the old, “Well we’re gonna march up there and head into that canyon right there. That canyon has mines littered along the base. Right over there is where we found some yada yada yada.” You get the idea. Check out his DeadGrass Neustadter bros pants. They looked better and better as the day went on.

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We drove the truck to the base of where we were going to hike up. We took a nice little stroll through a small canyon.

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Stopping for some water along the way,

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