Suddenly, downtown Hilo is crowded all the time. New restaurants are opening, and they are full at lunchtime, which is when we eat out, which we do once a week. None of these places tempt me. We went to one, and I don't want to be a food critic so I won't say which one, and thought the food, while good, was nothing I couldn't reproduce at home, and the ambience was noisy and hectic and notably lacking in charm, with friendly yet amateur waitpersons. We're back to our two or three favorites around here. Anyway, who are all these new people and where do they come from? Are they tourists? Students? New residents? Sometimes it's so hard to find things out.
It's pretty newsy around here in the neighborhood, too. Another car lost its brakes and backed into the downslope house, taking out a tree. It was around 2:00 a.m. The residents heard a giant crash and thought, "Uh-oh, this is it. The house is going down." They are right on the edge of a drop of about 100 feet, where there has been a lot of erosion. No matter what they do, the house will fall into the Bay one of these times. Living there would certainly get on my nerves. Here is my post on the last time this house got hit.
This is our neighbor's solution: They dug big holes and buried these boulders in front of the house. I thought I had photos of them but they seem to have disappeared. Maybe Terry has them on his computer.
Farther down the street toward the highway, neighbors have cut down huge "trash" trees, some of them 150 feet tall, and other neighbors are building giant retaining walls to halt major erosion. Trash trees are things like African tulip trees and avocados and schefflerias that grow from seed in a haphazard way on untended land. This is the rainforest! I'll get some pix next time I'm down there.
Gigi was thinking about framing her grandkids' artwork. My daughters get these plain, colorful IKEA frames and give me things the kids have done. They look nice in my office. The pic in the middle is by a work colleague of my daughter, and it looks nice between the art work by my grandson (L) and my granddaughter (R). (Enlarge for a closer look.)