Yesterday was my first full day in Honolulu. I’ve got a couple of days to get myself sorted out and acclimated before I start work in earnest. Despite the perfect beaches and weather, my general opinion of Honolulu is that it’s tiny Los Angeles, 50% more expensive, on an island with flying cockroaches. All of this is true, but it’s mitigated somewhat by the fact that I’m currently sitting on my lanai, with a nice breeze and a view of the ocean. Despite being “far” from the water my new house in Hawaii is closer to the beach than my house in Berkeley is to the bay.
This is my new house
My new neighborhood, Ainakoa
One of my new housemates
Another one of my new housemates. It was NOT willing to pose for a picture so I had to chase it.
Found this in the kitchen and the dog and I chased it around, squeaking, until Beth got the jar over it. This cockroach is small by Hawaiian standards, and does not fly. A lucky escape.
