Sarah took her day off today, feeling really tired and low
on energy, which we concluded to be the result of not getting enough iron, so
to fix that, it was officially decided to postpone our complete vegetarianism
until further notice and to go into Pahoa to stuff our faces with some meat (I
wasn’t really feeling the iron-deficiency but hey, it’s important to be careful
about these things…) The guy we hitchhiked with whole-heartedly agreed and in
the process told us a lot of unsavoury facts about a bunch of the restaurants
in Pahoa, which made us then decide to have some food from the buffet at the
Health Food Store instead – chicken, turkey balls, beef and fish were all had,
and topped off with a ridiculously rich chocolate cake that made me quite
unable to breathe afterwards, and all the while two guys were having an intense
spiritual moment right behind us which was quite distracting.
The plan for
tonight was to have a movie night at our place with the crew (an original idea
of Stephen’s, of course) and we had been asked to get more popcorn for this
purpose, making our next port of call the nearby 7-eleven where we promptly got
propositioned by an old white guy in a fishy-smelly car in the car park. After
getting the popcorn and fleeing the site hastily we went to hitchhike back and
were thankfully picked soon by an elderly man called Michael. He showed us some
photographs he had just received from a client (he’s a chiropractor), beautiful
vintage shots of Marilyn Monroe and other fifties babes, that immediately enticed Sarah and led her to ask about meeting the generous giver, a photographer called Kornelius Schorle. To get in touch about that, Michael handed us his own business card – and we immediately recognized it as identical to a business
card I’d been given last Wednesday at Uncle Roberts by a young blonde guy called David
I was having an intense debate about smoking with then, and as it turns out, he
is Michael’s son. After clearing that up, Michael invited us to come back with
him to his house that was on the way and check out some more of the
photographers work and meeting David, which we gladly did.
After getting a
thorough tour of the completed works of Schorle’s that Michael had plastered
his entire house with, he offered to give us a small free chiropractic session
which was utterly unlike anything I’ve ever experienced – he pressed down on
various parts of the body while asking me to move my arm and then based on
that tackled various spots with a weird little thing called ‘the activator’ or
something, (which at points just felt like being shot on the bum multiple times with a staple
gun) and he ended the entire affair by violently snapping my
neck in a way that sounded like he broke a whole bunch of vertebrae but
actually felt quite good afterwards. Michael, ever the matchmaker, asked David
to drive us the rest of the way to our house, and we spontaneously invited him
to the movie night with us. Interrupted only by a small beer explosion incident
in the car we made it back alright and walked right into the very official
meeting on which movie we would be watching – after what felt like hours of
discussion and voting we finally settled on ‘Legends of the Fall’ and all went
up to the ‘Yoga Hale’ where we all squeezed in on a single mattress and tried to all be able
to see the movie on Stephen’s tiny laptop. The movie itself was rather all over
the place but made bearable by everyone’s constant commentary (although Mick
really needs to calm down his rather lad-ish humour sometimes) and not long
after we then went to bed.
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