There’s a lot to be done in a little amount of time, but we’re going whether we’re ready or not. It’s what we’ve been asking for, or at least bending our whim to match what we want.
The best part of the house is the location. It’s perched at the end of a small and quaint cul-de-sac right after turning the bend of Waimea Bay headed towards Sunset Beach. It feels like a good place to be, and nowadays I’m into doing what feels right rather than what logically adds up (jeez now San Francisco really feels far away!).
The other location perk is the school district: our son can go to a good school that’s literally across the street from Pipeline. During the year, we plan on biking with him to and from school to avoid the inevitable rush of (winter) traffic.
There is also Foodland within a few minutes walking distance, Starbuck (meh), the road to Pupukea (good running/hiking there), Ke Iki Beach (shorepound) and of course—Waimea Bay.
When it comes to surfing, I’m in a strange way not looking forward to it. It will be huge and dangerous and there will be the world’s very best on it. I can barely stand up on my 6’6″. I hope the best for my son, too.
I am also hoping there is a really community there for us to discover. Something my wife can find that givers her value, purpose and livelihood beyond the household. Same goes for my other non-surfing children.
We got pretty screwed with Waimea, so the question remains if we’ll call this place our home. It’s now impossible to tell. It depends on so many things going right: school, surfing, wife happy, other opportunities. Will we meet people? Will they like us? Will we fit in?
The North Shore is a very intense place.