Hammock Review:
Hawai'i--The Big Island
I guess Ironman Athletes work hard at making sure us Hammock Athletes can rest harder. They swim, bike, and run long distances to make sure we can rest longer.
We found that out as The Ironman Triathlon blocked us from getting to the airport in Kona faster and almost caused us to miss our flight off of The Big Island.
They wanted me to stay in hammocks longer.
These hammocks.
These hammocks may have officially been in the Hilton Grand Vacations Club in Waikoloa Village on the island of Hawai’i known as The Big Island, but really they were in HammockLand.
That is the same photograph Zoomed in using classic Hammock Review forensic technique to show us that the name of this hammock flotilla is accurately called HammockLand.
But what is a land without its inhabitants?
Oh what a land HammockLand is! No war, no arguments, no unhappiness, no taxes, no work, no starvation, no sadness, no anti-hammock crowd, no alarm clocks, no bosses, no Tom Brady, etc., etc., etc.
What HammockLand lacked in literal negative things, it also lacked in metaphorical negativity. Because thankfully HammockLand, though physically an island, was not metaphorically an island as it did have hammock brethren, hammock allies (or at least one) nearby.
Yes, just like no man is an island (citation: Donne, John), no hammock is an island (citation: picture, this). Yes, a hammock can be on an island—and often are—but they are never an island (even HammockLand) as they always have hammock friends and ever-connected in this wonderful ecosystem of life that earth has so wonderfully woven (citation: The Weaving of Hammocks).
Because hammock are so wonderful, of course they attract overseers and advocates from all over the world.
Hammocks offer tranquility.
What are we looking at?
Possible it is the tranquil verdict*:
*Though also possibly the tranquil beach, with the open ocean at its back. With hammocks, the possibilities are endless.