This appears to be the first trip we have taken in recent history where our good friend Teddy Roosevelt hasn’t made an appearance. Since we have a love for National Parks, we seem to find evidence of his work wherever we go: Florida, Tennessee, Nevada, South Dakota… It’s an ongoing joke between the two of us. It was pretty dark this morning when we were at the summit of Haleakala, but I think, sadly, this is a Teddy-free trip. Sigh.
In lieu of Teddy, there have been numerous Darth Vader connections. One of the Hawaiian kings ended up in a battle with someone who turned out to be his son: “Luke, I am your father.” Then I saw Yoda go by on a shuttle bus the other day (no lie), and finally, the helmet they made me wear today had the coverage of the Darth Vader helmet – there was no way to tell who was inside there!!!
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