Dwarfed by the thunderous roar of the elevated freeway, I felt an urge to jump on a return flight. A busy metropolis, Honolulu instantly overwhelmed me with its overcrowded, unending expanse of concrete and construction juxtaposed against an innocent sky, sea, and smattering of proud peaks. Houses, stacked one just above and behind the other, tightly lined every hillside. High risers dotted the stuffed lowlands.
When busy stops it can be a shock. It takes time to acclimate to quiet time off. At first, you might find yourself looking for something to do. In fact, in the face of free time, there’s the temptation to shift the focus, but still keep doing too much.