Saturday Watercolors

After a really active morning taking Belly Dancing with Murat + Classic Nia with Kristen, my hips were fucking killing me.  Honestly, that Belly Dancing class is NO JOKE.  Anyway, I was thinking of going shopping after my classes, but the rain came and because I decided to run home, I got back to my studio drenched (lol) only to meet my Airbnb host, Eva, who was painting the doors to the units.  I adore her, so we got to catch up a bit.  But as soon as she got finished and left, I showered and spent the rest of my afternoon painting in my studio.

FYI, it's totally my first time painting with watercolors, so it took a lot of trial and error.  But I REALLY wanted to commit to finishing a few watercolors so that I could give a few special women I've met here a token of my appreciation for being part of my sabbatical journey in Hawai'i.  As such, I legit painted from 3:30PM to 9:30PM when I got a text from Darien, one of the girls from the dance studio, to come meet her out for a bar crawl.  The grandma inside me screamed, "Quyyyynnnnhhhhhh... don't you want to go to beddddddddddd... it's almost 10PM" but the voice that told this was my last Saturday in Honolulu made me change with a speed of light and call an Uber A$AP Rocky.

I don't regret going out.  The beach squad was all present and I had a good time with them, but grandma Q can't hang like she use to.  I was ready to go by 1:30AM so called an Uber while they stayed til the break of dawn (JK, but they def didn't seem ready to leave any time soon... haha).  However, despite my faux-Irish Goodbye,  it was so sweet that the four of us finally got to go out at night and drink.  These women are seriously dope and if I were staying here longer, they legit would me by go-to girl crew.  We did exchange some remorse that it took so long for us to go out together (Darien and I tried multiple time previously but our events always crossed) but spoke of getting everyone to move to the Bay Area.  That idea would be pretty awesome and it made me grateful that I was able to meet such down to earth people that I do see myself maintaining a friendship with post-Hawai'i.  One thing I'm also grateful for though is my ability to say "peace out" when necessary, because upon going home, nothing felt more lit to me than my bed 😌