When I got off the plane and met my limo driver, he seemed taken aback that I was here in Hawaii by myself. My husband doesn't much care for Hawaii, I told him. I guess he's not used to meeting passengers in baggage claim on Big Island who talk about people who don't like to visit Hawaii.
Why not, he asked incredulously. To him, that type of attitude is most likely inconceivable. Well, probably because my husband likes adversity. It's what he's used to and he doesn't like situations that are different.
Then, I added: He grew up in Chicago.
Well, that explained everything to the guy. Made perfect sense, he said. But I know it didn't make any sense whatsoever to him. You can read more in my personal blog today at this link: Mauna Loa and the Limo Driver on the Big Island.
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