I'm off to Maui in a couple of days, for a week. It's not a job. It's an actual vacation, with Robin. She just concluded writing her latest book, “The Trauma Treatment Handbook,” and her due is that she gets to go to a warm, sunny place. Where she can snorkel. I'm coming along as the mate, even though warmth and sun in a destination are qualities I try to avoid if possible. I find the sun mostly an annoyance and an irritant. Back when I was travelling on my own, it was to Ireland in January. If I knew of a location in the continental US cloudier than where I live now, I would probably move there. Nonetheless, I'm making a vacation out of it. Maui looks pretty cool in the guidebooks, if one stays out of the resorts. In consolation, I was able to book three nights in Hana, on the wet side of the island. One of the ways I'm making this a real vacation is that I'm not taking a computer. I lose hours at night when I travel to processing photos. I'll travel with my entire stash of CF cards instead, and just store them up. The biggest impact will be a hiatus on the Daily Photo updates. I'll keep up on email on the iPhone, so this isn't a total digital-free interval. But I spend too much of my life at a screen, and I look forward to a break. Robin hasn't decided yet whether to go computer-free or not. She has an incipient Facebook addiction brewing, and is torn. If she brings hers, we won't fight over iPhone access. But I might end up as the abandoned spouse, instead of the other way around. If you want to watch how this unwinds, follow me on Twitter.
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