It’s A Gas, Gas, Gas

So we drove up to the top of Haleakala, the House of the Sun, on Maui. And then we noticed that we had 1/16th of a tank of gas and we were 20 miles from the nearest gas station.

So went back down Haleakala, the House of the Sun, in neutral. Whee! And singing the Adventurer’s Song. Typically, we bust out singing when things are going really, really well on a trip and we’re feeling a little chuffy about it, or things are not going very well and we’re trying to raise our spirits for being goofs on parade.

We pulled up to the Shell station in Kula on fumes. We’d already had lunch in Kula, we’d had enough of Kula, we bagged the hiking we’d planned to do and moped off to Costco to buy obscene amounts of snack foods and supplies for the rest of the stay (some of which we consumed, much of which we abandoned in the rental car at the end of the trip). In this shot I was trying to document the incredibly expensive prices we were paying for gas.

And then later that day we went all the way up to Kapalua for a concert – more than an hour’s drive. Not the best managed of travel days.

But at least we’re Adventurers!

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