I Am What I Am

My dears, I am having a heel clicking moment, right giddy I am at the moment and one and all will just have to get over it. Will be coasting on fumes of much good cheer all this day...

'Til Him'

My dears, call it cheap sentimentality or an over active desire to be dramatic with the Broadway show tunes, I just had to share a little heart pull with you today.

I returned home last night to find that the Birthday Fairy had delivered an early present. Me birthday is not until the 28Th of the month, but who is counting? Actually, I am...

In front of me door was a most brilliantly wrapped package, with a card with. Taking it in, I first went to the card. Say what you will about email, texting and twitter or even Facebook, nothing but nothing s ever going to replace the thrill of holding in hand a card that someone has expressed self on. I can see all of the eyes roll up at that comment, the old geezer is having a 'Hallmark' moment. I am...

With me heart in me throat, Gently pulled off the wrapping paper of gift. I was a most excellent gift, something very thoughtful and sure to bring endless hours if not years of pure pleasure to. A gift that will bring to mind the giver for many a moon to come. I am over the moon at the gift and the gift giver.

For you who be 'Au Fiat' with the style of this old geezer, the use of the above tune will need no explanation, to newbies none will be given. At my age, it is too late to view the world any differently than the way presently comfy with. It may well be that I like being a throwback to a gentler time.

Avid readers of me blog will be clever enough to know that the giver and the gift will not be revealed. That is just the way of it...

No doubt a trip to a shop is required this day, one has to have a little help with the card. Dearly wish I was clever enough to make one, have mates who are but...

I am going to have a lovely day due in no small measure to my appreciation for my good fortune at having such a brilliant friend.

I Love to Travel

My dears, it would seems that there be many who share this old geezer's love of travel. Day after day a steady stream of travellers arrive at the Hilo Bay Hostel. As noted before, one never knows what sort of traveller will arrive.

There are the backpackers, to be sure, but there be so many others as well. Forget what you think you know of who would stay at a hostel, so varied are the guests.

Over the past few months there have been doctors, lawyers, retired folks, military and the brave newcomers to the island as permanent residents. They be young and old. Male and female.

What stories one hears. Many of the guests from Europe have been everywhere. Mind, Hawaii is not 'everywhere' and it is rather nice to see folks so into having a grand holiday. Where else can you see a volcano up close and whales and kissing turtles. Not to mention the abundance of lush greenery.

From time to time a guest will comment on there not being much to Hilo. One wonders what rock they are under or why they bothered to come on holiday in the first place.

Travel is good for the soul. How oft have I seen folks arrive and begin to open up as the days pass. A hike to the water falls, a stroll round the lovely park next door, window shopping on the main road facing the ocean. A night time visit to the observatory to gaze at the stars. Viewing lava up close.

Not to forget the new friends met. If one has been some place, they share the adventure. Before long there are endless stories being told of the best places to stay, eat or grab a hot deal on something to take home.

I rather think that the guests who stay at the hostel leave as much behind as they take with from their travel to Hilo.

OPEN A NEW WINDOW

So much of times remembered are tied to Broadway Show tunes by this old geezer.  Fancy that...

One of the tunes from a show much loved has stayed in me loaf for many a year.  That be the tune featured with this post.  If you click on the link and listen as you read, you just might get a better sense of how this old geezer relates events of life lived.

Tragic events of recent, had this old geezer much knackered.  Was clueless as to how to proceed.  The path of life seemed not so inviting and was not sure if the will to continue was strong.  Right, a right good cry at the pity pole, but being MOI, I just knew if I hanged on a little longer, things would sort selves out, or so I desperately hoped.

I threw open windows and banged open a few doors, even would have set self on fire, if an old bundle of sticks would burn.

One never knows what next may come, and this old geezer has been blessed with great good fortune.  Come to think on, while there have been dark periods in past, the periods of brilliant sunshine are most remembered and of more meaning.

I sort of think that what is meant by this post is one has to have the courage to try and re-invent self.  What might have worked in the past, may well not be what is called for in the present.  With open heart and a little pluck, the future has to be faced.

My life has been filled with adventure, so much adventure, there was a time that it was felt that my share of had run out.  Seems adventure does not stop if one is open to it.  People, places and things all contribute to the forward journey.  Mind, I will be first to tell that what works for this old geezer may not for others.

I will not always meet lovely folks, there will be a cad or two am sure and not all met will be remembered with undiluted pleasure.  I will stumble from time to time.  It is hoped that I will continue to pick self up and carry on.

Of late, my life has been so very full of adventure.  So much so that it seems I will never run out of things to comment on.

Robert's World came about when Calaverasstreet.com had run its course.   Both of which were started to share the daily happenings of me life with the whole world.   Going from a community activist to what I am now is not so much of a stretch.  I observe life.  Not so much the down trodden of late, but still people, people who appear to be going about the art of living.  From all walks of life and from all over the world.  In many ways a much more interesting take on life.

Lucky for this old geezer that life at the hostel presents so rich a view of life.  One never knows what or who will come up the grand staircase.  What will come in the days ahead is not a running advert for the hostel.  It is a slice of life in Hawaii as seen by this old geezer at the placed lived. 

Some time back I referred to the hostel as me bolthole.  I was wrong.  It is me home.  I rather think I have pulled into the safe harbour I have been searching for for some time.  I am surrounded by much ALOHA.  I am needed and wanted.  Truth be told, who could dare ask for more?

My dears, I do so hope that you will continue to give a look in from time to time.  That you will enjoy the adventures shared with.  And in short order get a giggle or two from the filmed bits that will be put up on me channel on YOUTUBE.

Now where is that new window to open...