aloha

So last night I went to "clean up" for a party Kutira's friend was having at the house down the road.  This involved me doing dishes while 50-somethings high on life (or something else) danced to guitars and flutes.  As the party wound down, Ratan, a osteopathist friend of Kutira's offered to work on my feet.  Free bodywork?  Uh yes please.  So he did his thing, which ended up cracking joints all over the place.  He could even tell I was dehydrated from touching a part of my hand!  Anyways, he suggested that I try to rely less on my glasses since I'm working in nature anyways.  He thought it would be good to give my eyes a little exercise.  Dealing with constant eye allergies and contact issues I decided to try it out today.

It's interesting, because most of my friend in Michigan wore glasses or contacts, but in Hawaii and even in Montana, people would always ask me, "Eo you really need those glasses?" as if I were trying to make a fashion statement.  My friends here are much more active, and contacts/glasses are quite restrictive for the active lifestyle.  Maybe that's why?  Anyways, I figure, best case scenario, my eyes get stronger.  Worst case, my day goes pretty much like this one, which involved a lot of "Hey Lindsey, look at this!" to which I respond "Screw you!"  After this happened several times, Sean decided we had discovered why old people are always so grouchy.  And as I type with my computer a foot from my face, I'm beginning to feel a bit geriatric.

As for the garlic...

Well I've also discovered that my body is equivalent to Mosquito Thanksgiving Dinner.  While sitting in the Tiki House (the staff house here), in the last hour I've gotten 7 bites on my upper right arm alone.  I can't even count my back.  My legs are scarred.  This damn jungle is full of these things and I am trying EVERYTHING to get them.  Well everything natural, because we are all organic and shit here on the bamboo farm.  But I grew desperate and even used DEET today (likely due to my old-person frustration).  I eat whole garlic cloves raw because I heard that helped.  Three today alone.  Last night Ratan fished out all the garlic cloves from the dish he brought to the party and while people danced around I sat calmly eating a plate of garlic cloves.  Oh what has my life become?!  I'm at a party where there is cake and I'm eating straight up garlic.

Anyways, I found garlic oil in our random supply kit and just coated myself.  Yes, that's right, I just seasoned myself.  I hope there are no cannibals around here, because tomorrow in the baking sun I might make myself into Cannibal Thanksgiving Dinner.  Hopefully I'll at least get a reprieve from the mosquitoes.