Hai-Hui prin America 11

KAUAI

o         Kauai Island is a wild, beautiful and marvelous place where everybody aspires to spend their vacation. It has volcanic mountains covered with a variety of tropical plants, and beneath the valley is the Pacific Ocean with his loud, foamy and strong waves. On the island is a highway which goes around the island except for a small portion where there is a hidden beach. The highway is like a ribbon wrapping the island with some sparkles from the signal lights. Since I have planned my trip to Kauai, I was amazed about the many things that can be seen there, and I really wanted from the bottom of my heart to go hiking on the trail which leads to the hidden beach. Even I knew that this will be an exhausting day; however, I was ready to embrace everything that nature had to share with me. After a drive for about forty minutes, I arrived at the destination point.

     The trail led up on the mountain, and meandered down to the hidden beach. Looking at it from above, the path of the trail looks like the entire mountain was winded by a very long, skinny, and calm snake. As I began my journey on the very tiny dusty hiking trail, I sometimes had to move the plants away from my way. They were

inclining in front of me, greeting me, and trying to protect me from the bright sun. The variety of small palm trees or other tropical plants, made me stop and admire them. I listened to the sound of green leaves rustle and their whispers while I was rested in their shadows. From up there on the trail, I could see the ocean, but I was not able to here its murmur. I was seated, and the burned orange dust from the trail stuck on my skin.

     I moved on, and I passed through a bayou, jumping on the stones covered with moisture and soft moss. They were so slippery because the water was running above most of them. The sounds of water bumping into the stones made me forget trying to keep my tennis shoes dry. The bayou water was so clear I could have used as a mirror. Meanwhile, I bent myself and tried to see my face in the clearness of flowing water, but all what I was able to see was my blurry and wavy faced. Soon, thunders have accompanied me on the last part of my hiking. After a while, warm rain came from the bright sky. My clothes were soaked, and the rain dripped from my hair patting my shoulders. My journey was not finished yet, I had to drag myself to continue, even if the bayou was as an obstacle in my way.

     After more than three hours of walking up and down on the mountain, I have finally arrived at the destination, with pain in my legs from the long, tiring journey, but I did not stop and I walked along the beach. Surrounding me were green, blue and the sandy color of the beach.  Moreover, I could not stop seeing the blue and I opened my arms, and tried to hug that light blue. I smelled, and tested the windy air whichvhas a smoothly, salty test. I forgot about all the people around me, and imagined myself diving deep in that turquoise water feeling it with my whole body. The Pacific Ocean was my groom, and he would welcome my body in his foamy cold waves. I had left my imagination to float, and bring me in a dream world...

     The scream of a seagull, awakened me up from my dreams. I was happy and full of feelings. I had revised the long walk on the trail. I looked down to my shoes; they were wet, muddy, covered with green spots, and heavy. I smiled because the journey I had in that day, was worth more than a pair of tennis shoes and wet clothes. Even the day was an exhausting one and all my clothes wet; overall my day was a pleasant and enjoyable one. 

Insula Kauai este o insula salbatica, frumoasa si minunata, unde fiecare si-ar dori sa isi petreaca vacant macar o data. Insula este de origine vulcanica, muntii sunt fosti vulcani care au erupt cu mult timp in urma. Muntii sunt acoperiti cu plante tropicale, iar la poalele lor se intinde Oceanul Pacific. Insula are o autosstrada care o inconjoara, cu exceptia unei portiuni unde este intrerupta si unde se afla o plaja ravnita de toata lumea. Acolo se ajunbge doar daca mergi cateva ore pe o carare pe munte. Inca de cand mi-am planificat calatoria, am fost uimita de cate poti face si vedea pe o insula, si imi doream din tot sufletul sa ajung la aceasta plaja. Chiar daca stiam ca va fi o zi obositoare, eram gata sa simt natura cu toti porii mei. Dup ace am condus cam 40 de minute, am ajuns la destinatie, punctual de unde trebuia sa incepem urcarea pe munte.

            Cararea mergea sus pe munte si apoi in jos pana la plaja. Daca te uitai de undeva de sus, vedeai cum cararea inconjura muntele ca si cum ar fi fost un sarpe foarte lung si subtire. Incsa de cand mi-am inceput calatoria pe potecuta subtire acoperita de praf, a trebuit sa dau platelet la o parte din calea mea. Ele mi se inclinau in fata mea ca si cum ma salutau si imi urau bun venit. Si totodata incercau sa ma protejeze de soarele arzator. Varietatea plantelor tropicale si a palmierilor, m-au faut sa ma opresc si sa ii admir. Am ascultat sunetul  din fosnetul frunzelor si soaptele lor in timp ce ma odihneam la umbra lor. De acolo de sus, puteam vedea oceanul, dar nu puteam sa ii aud murmurul. Eram transpirata, iar nisipul de pe cararuie mi se lipise de corp.

            Am mers mai departe si am trecut un paraias trebuind sa sar pe pietrele acoperite de muschi. Erau foarte alunecatoare di cauza apei care trecea peste pietre. Sunetul apei care se izbea de pietre m-a facut sa uit incercarea mea de a-mi tine usati adidasii. Apa era asa de clara, incat m-a atras sa ma uit in ea ca intr-o oglinda, dar tot ce am vazut a fost doar o imagine tulburata si ondulata a fetei mele. Curand, tunetele m-au acompaniat in ultima parte a calatoriei mele. Dupa un timp, ploaia a inceput sa cada din luminatul cer, hainele imi erau umede, iar picaturi de ploaie imi cadeau din par si ma bateau pe umeri. Calatoria mea nu se incheiase inca. A trebuit sa imi impugn sa continui chiar daca paraiasul a fost ca un obstacol in calea mea. Dupa mai bine de 3 ore de urcat si coborat pe munte, am ajuns la plaja ascunsa. Picioarele ma dureau de la lunga si obositoarea calatorie, dar totusi nu m-am oprit. Am mers de-a lungul plajei. In jurul meu era mult verde, albastru si nisipul galbui. Nu m-am putut opri sa vad acel albatru, sa miros si sa simt gustul aerului care are un gust usor sarat. Am uitat de lumea din jurul meu si imi imaginam ca ma scufund in apele turquaz ale oceanului si ca il simt cu tot corpul meu. Oceanul Pacific era mirele meu si imi invaluia corpul cu spuma valurilor. Mi-am lasat imaginatia sa viseze, si ma imaginam intr-o lume de vis.

            Tipatul unui pescarus m-a trezit la realitate. Eram fericita si plina de sentimente nerostite. Mi-am revazut cu ochii mintii intreaga calatorie din acea zi. M-am uitat in jos la tenisii mei care erau uzi, plini de noroi, aveau pete verzui pe ei, si erau grei acum. Am zambit, pentru ca tot ce am vazut si simtit in acea zi, valora mai mult decat o pereche de tenisi si haine ude. Chiar daca ziua a fost una obositoare, si hainele imi erau umede, vazuta in ansamblu, a fost o zi minunata.