After surviving the long ride to the Waimea Canyon lookout (as much as I tried to enjoy the many twisty roads of Hawaii, most made me horribly nauseous) we decided to continue on another narrow, long, pothole riddled road to what we hoped would be a lookout on the Na Pali coast, a magnificent stretch of green cliffs rising above a crashing ocean, a site that you can really only see up close via helicopter. Except when we got to the lookout, finally, all we saw was this - white. (In fact, this picture is looking away from the lookout, back towards where we parked the car, and was probably the most interesting view.) It was almost eerie, really, to go up to a railing and see absolutely nothing but white, up down and sideways. It was like being on the verge of nothing. We waited quite awhile, hoping, until finally turning away, and we learned later that the only time you can really see the view before the clouds roll in is pretty much at dawn. (This makes sense, though, considering that the center of Kauai is considered the "rainiest spot on earth," according to the Atlas sitting here next to me.) At least we weren't the only unaware tourists who made the kind of pointless and treacherous detour, since couple after couple would walk up the trail to the view and turn to us or their neighbor to make the same exact joke every time: "What a view, huh?"

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