As expected we woke up at 5AM Hawaiian time, 10AM Nashville time. Nashville time seems further on out as they had their time change that day. We will not miss loosing the hour, but ours wil be more difficult to adjust to as it is more jet lag than skipping forward.

Roosters actually serenaded us in the morning. It was almost a standoff as to which rooster could crow the best. One was pitiful. Sounded like he had a frog in his mouth.

I dosed a little until about 7AM when I figured it was time to get up and go to Walmart for some food and other estentials. It was just 5 minutes away. I left Sharon do write up her blog post.

Walmart was just like any other Walmart. I think it had a limited selection on eggs – only a couple of brands – all said “Mainland Eggs” indicating it was imported in. Seemingly you’d think that with all the chickens on this island, they could have an egg production. However Sharon pointed out to me that egg production is a huge operation if industrialized and would generate a lot of waste (chicken poop).

I got a dozen eggs, bacon, Sprites, Aloha Maid Strawberry punch in cans, an oven baked pizza, orange juice (still seemingly expensive), a Pinepple, appropriate sandals for church for Sharon, a styrofoam cooler, and reef friendly suntan lotion. One thing Walmart didn’t have was plastic bags. You could buy those canvas totes at the register or just have everything loose in your cart. I’d love it if Tennessee would implement these measures.

I got back and Sharon was just about done with writing her blog post via her Rocketbook. She cooked our bacon and scambled eggs. She didn’t have any salt for the eggs, but the bacon grease she cooked it in made up for it.

Sharon found out that she didn’t write well enough for the optical based character reader in her rocketbook to recognize it so she was going to have to read it. While she read it into Google, I went outside to take some photos of chickens. The roosters are always beautiful, compared to the hens which are scrawny compared to the hormone raised hens for meat production. Nope these are feral chickens set loose by the hurricane which hit Kauai in the ’90s.

Sharon and I have differing opinions about whether to attend Bible class. I like to attend, if only to spend more time getting to know fellow Christians at church and getting to know the demographics. Sharon is more of a introvert, wanting to stay back at the hotel room. We chose the latter this time, while Sharon worked on fixing her blog.

Then was onto church, which was only 5 minutes away. It is the only church of Christ on the island. We enjoyed a warm greeting by a family from Warren County,, Tennessee who are snowbirds and planning on going back in a week having been there for 2 months.

There is no full time minister at Kauai Church of Christ. Rather men of the congregation take turns presenting the sermon. Today’s sermon was by a high school English teacher, very well presented for a non-trained preacher. This is proof that small congregations can survive on their own without hiring a minister.

After church service some young ladies took our picture for their album of visitors. I wonder how many back home had attended, had their photo made, and then passed away, but yet their picture remains.

Then it was off to Walmart to get a bag of ice. On the way in I saw a man getting into his truck, but he left his empty buggy right behind him. I thought about telling him to move it, but I didn’t, thinking it was none of my business. Sure enough he backed into it, but I’m guessing no harm was done to his vehicle or buggy.

I got the smallest bag of ice I could get – 10 lbs. And then we were on our way to Puka Dog in Koloa. We passed by a shopping center with a Jack-in-the-Box, Taco Bell, a Dine-in Dominos, Petco, among other.

Puka Dog is a restaurant in a shopping center designed for tourists. They serve polish sausages wrapped in sweet tasting mango relish and sweet mustard. Very unique and very good. Sharon was a bit disappointed because she ran out of hot dog before she ran out of bun. So she had. 3rd of a bun left which she could not eat because it was tooo sweet for her.

As we ate we noticed 2 roosters seemingly fighting over a hen and at the same time wanting our food. One of the roosters was very boastful, crowing every few minutes for no reason.

Afterwards we hit the road for Talk Story Bookstore which boasts as being the western most bookstore in the United States. The shop is “run” by Celeste – a very lazy cat who naps in a basket behind the checkout counter. Occasionally she will wake up and ding a bell for a treat, then back to bed. Sharon bought a book on Hawaiian birds and a Talk Story postcard.

After driving back to McDonald’s for a bathroom break, we headed to Polihale beach a remote state park area. The road to Polihale is a very bumpy road. I tried it a few years ago in a rental car, and made it, but it was very difficult. This time we came prepared, having rented a Jeep. Sharon was bouncing around a lot as I drove over the humps.

Polihale beach is a very nice beach, in that since it is so remote, it is not very crowded. Sharon and I enjoyed having the waves hit our feet and sometimes pushing us down to the ground.

We watched the sunset – very beautiful – before heading back to our hotel for oven baked pizza and some breadsticks before drifting off to sleep at around 10PM