Part 3
We welcome the second morning on Kauai Island.
Heading to the dining room for breakfast, we are reminded that this tropical rainforest island is home to birds (roosters) everywhere.
Naturally, they freely enter the dining room without any hesitation.
However, they are surprisingly well-behaved (though it's quite a mystery who trained them).
They never peck or attack humans. It feels like birds and humans share the same space.
For bird lovers, this island must be irresistibly charming.
Yesterday, we rented a Nissan car and made a small plan to celebrate our wedding anniversary by visiting Waimea Valley and the Old Town.
We decided to leave the hotel in this Nissan (not to complain about Nissan, but rather the rental car company).
While driving, we noticed the gasoline was already half depleted, even though we had only driven to a bank 15 minutes
from the hotel the previous day.
Additionally, there was a warning triangle on the tire pressure indicator.
Judging it unsafe to continue to the valley, we decided to stop at a gas station on the way.
A kind mechanic checked the air pressure in all the tires.
We offered to pay, but he said, "No charge." Still, we insisted and he accepted a $15 tip.
Kauai Island, with its untouched nature, has roads that are not fully paved, often with potholes here and there.
One must be careful of various things scattered along the road shoulders.
We drive on, yielding to each other at numerous bridges.
Finally, we reach the magnificent valley.
The valley, formed over millions of years, with its majestic reddish-brown rock faces, seemed to showcase the power of nature.
Moved, we headed to the nostalgic little town of Old Town for lunch, and then planned to return to the hotel to celebrate our anniversary.
Then, in the late afternoon, around 4 p.m., an incident occurred.
Oh dear...