I’d completely forgotten, since I was last here, that one of my favorite things about Hawaii is its time zone. Hawaii is to California as California is to the east coast: three hours earlier. Coming here, I try to avoid resetting my internal clock, and instead go to bed super-early. That part’s not the good part, though. The good part is getting up at 4.00 am and sitting on the lanai with the Powerbook and some caffeine, and getting a good three-hour jump on everyone else around. It’s hard not to feel productive if you’re up this early, even if you spend some part of the time answering email and reading blogs.
(This post courtesy of the teeny stream of leaky wi-fi I’ve found out here. Thanks to its provider, wherever you may be.)