A quick trip off Oahu was the perfect cure for island fever. Especially, when the island plus the weather reminded me of home – the Pacific NW.
Tall Cook pines, thick clouds, and misty rain had me wondering what kind of spell I was under all day long.
Perhaps I was on an island in Southeast Alaska?
Alas, the tropical foliage and temperatures in the 70s snapped me back to the reality of Lanai. A sweet little community that deserves a stay longer than a few hours.