Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto
writer, traveler, marine biologist
My first trip to the Islands was back in 1992. It was to the Big Island. One of my most vivid memories of that trip was the perfumed air. It wasn't the smell of that so-called "fresh scent" that humans have tried to make out of synthetic or petroleum based products that cling to your... Continue Reading →
Traffic. It is the plague of the modern world. It even exists on this small dot in the middle of the grand Pacific Ocean. Thanks to a little research and asking friends who live in Oahu, I learned how to avoid standstill traffic. It takes me 32 minutes to drive the 14 miles to work.... Continue Reading →
This is how I feel tonight... Spent and in need of sleep... Why am I spent? Awake at 4:30 a.m., exercise, homework, coffee, walk on beach, shower, make smoothie, iron clothes, drive to work, work 8.5 hours (half hour for lunch), drive home, stop at Whole Foods, purchased rotisserie chicken (only $8.99), chips ($4.50), and... Continue Reading →
Stayed in town today. DelMar and I went to the farmers market, the post office, and the hardware store. To make DelMar more practical I thought about buying her a basket but it cost more than she did. Luckily, DelMar has a nice rack over her back wheel and with a couple of bungee cords... Continue Reading →
Aloha Festival's 70th annual floral parade was today. I took the bus from Kailua all the way to Honolulu (a little over an hour, but air conditioned!). There were marching bands, people in cars driving by and waving or shaka-ing. But my favorite were the Pa'u riders.... Continue Reading →
Time to celebrate the passing of week one. I moved to a new place, made it my own, and started my temporary assignment for work. I have met beautiful people and have the most beautiful commute to work - 20ish minutes up then down the H-3 through Jurrasic park looking mountains (because it was filmed... Continue Reading →
My pad in paradise is a large studio/mother-in-law unit. Supposedly, it is where the owner lives when he is "on island" - the rest of the house he rents long term. The photo here is what I call my "living room." Across from the living room is the kitchen. If you... Continue Reading →
On my beach walk this morning I realized I was walking between two worlds. Where the ocean and land meet. Then I thought about how perhaps we all are walking between two worlds. Or many worlds. And perhaps those worlds are only different perspectives of the same world. The ocean and land are part of... Continue Reading →
Sprinkles of tropical rain greeted me on my predawn beach walk. I went a different route, in search of a different beach access point. Ocean trash today... No these are not laundry baskets. They are baskets used on fishing boats to cart fish around deck. I know this because I was a fishery observer on a... Continue Reading →
A predawn walk along the beach is a great way to start the day. I always like to look for treasures washed ashore at the high tide line. Typically, I'm looking for critters like sand dollars (which I found a few weeks ago on a beach walk with my niece at Ocean beach in San... Continue Reading →
Rebecca Francesca Reuter Puerto 