I'm on the "Big Island". I'm here on a 50-day trip to hang out on the island as if I was one of the 150,000 people actually living here. I'll be on the move a lot, traversing tourist resorts, blocks of city, barren rock deserts, pockets of rainforest, slopes of the volcano, and bodies of water. I'll have to find ways to get by in an island society and think of ways to survive in isolated areas. I'll be making dealings with the people here to get what I need. I'll make little trades to get what I want. Knowing me, I'll probably do some dumpster diving too.
The Island is 4000 square miles. It contains temperate zones comprising every climate on earth from frigid permafrost to tropical jungle. As an added bonus there's "new land" or lava zones that are still in semi liquid state. Society here consists of 2 classes: euphoric tourists and hotshot locals. ...I suppose there are also stupid locals but I like to pretend those don't exist... There are pockets of affluence where the disgustingly rich reside and places that scream of ridiculous poverty, and on top of that there's a good skew in ethnic distribution to make everyone contemptuous. And there's me, the guy passing through. Hey there.
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