Exhaustion hath overcome me. 4 hours of sleep + a long day at work ≠ a happy Liz. Oh lawdy was it nice to leave today, I was simply too tired to carry on. I actually slept on the bus(es) for once, I was that wiped. Once we got home it was nice to just sit & relax for a bit, as in really nice. Around 6:30 we headed out to Waikiki Beach to have dinner there as we watched the sunset. We walked it, which was visually interesting but too crowded & annoying so we plopped down on some empty beach. There I had my first PB&J, and paired with my cruising around in a convertible yesterday I can say for sure that I’ve never felt more like I’m living a teenage dream. Way too crowded & small but there was a nice sunset, & it was grand just going to the beach for a meal.
One weird factor was a local called Dominique, an interesting spud who sauntered over to us just as our night was coming to an end. He did compliment my hair & was non-aggressive, just gave me his number & said to feel free to hit him up. This was the nicest, least-pushy encounter I feel that I’ll ever have with a stranger, so thanks for that bro.
Soon after we actually got moving, or at least, we did until we saw some rad art. This little old man, Maurice, promised a snazzy charcoal sketch in ~25 minutes for $40. At first Isa, Madame Artiste, was the one to pull us aside to watch him but I ended up keeping us there until he was done; it was so fascinating to watch. Although it was a more idealized version of his subject the piece was indeed fantastic, and I won’t lie, I am considering getting something done of myself. It was also a cool setup because he had some of his work off to the side & one of his pieces was the Afghan Girl from the 1985 Time Magazine cover, and it was damn near close to perfect. Take a look for yourself.