Day 4 began with coffee and a chat with host Valerie seaside. The water was brown, tossed by the previous day's storm like the pizza dough currently being prepared as we make our ascent to the crater, and Kula Lodge. 

The tropical garden is peaceful, a chance to breathe humid mountain air, the pitter patter of sprinkles on the pagoda roof overhead, our bodies supported by the circle of cement, a reminder of returns we make, those hinted patterns that guide our living like the billiard ball spheres of the Life's a Beach last night before our return to Ohana Seafood Cafe (Kehei) for live music and a dance on the sidewalk unsheltered by the impromptu tents, open to our friends and t