everyday is a wishing well: Maui Weekend

Friday July 29th - Sunday July 31st. A twenty minute flight put us into Maui on Friday night. From airport to airport the flight is one hundred and one miles and at the closest points the islands are sixty seven miles apart. On a clear day I can see the edge of Maui from Oahu and it endlessly frustrates me that the only practical option for transportation between the two is by plane: then I think about Cuba. Cuba is ninety four miles off of Key West. Cubans have a right to be frustrated, I do not.

This weekend played into my fantasies and tested my fears. Nate and Noah took us (all seven of us) into their homes in one of the most beautiful places on the island. Music brought us to Maui and music is what made the trip so good. Nick, Cody, Joe, Oliver and John - keep doing what you do, you do it very well. I want little more than to sit on a patio far away from the city and to listen to a little bluegrass and country. I love the sounds that are a byproduct of the music; the ridges of your fingers as they slide between the frets, the way you stomp the wooden ground making little bits of earth crackle, and the pings and clanks of make-shift percussion instruments. I could listen all day long.

At Charley's the bands plugged in. Minor Setback started the night, Discord and Rye set the mood, White Rose got people moving and Campfire closed down the bar. Rather than write about the details of the weekend I will show some of them as I saw them.