Flow of Big Island - How Flow goes with the Flow

by Florentin Stemmer (Germany)

A leap into the unknown Germany

Hey, my name is Flow and the travelstory I want to tell you took 3 weeks. It is not possible to tell all in this story in detail with only use 700 words for it. I would like to tell in detail and with all the intense and exciting details. If you are interested. It's about my trip to Hawaii, more specifically to Big Island, the youngest and largest island of Hawaii. It is the first big trip I have made and it was the first time I flew. And then a marathon from Germany with 26 hours travel time. Well, what I want to tell you most of all is the flow of Big Island. During the entire time I was there, I was able to find that everything on the island always fits as it should, if you take things as they are. So I saved a lot money but experienced a lot. My first port of call was Alex, a friend that I could first get to and sleep in with my jetlag. And from there I started hitchhiking with my backpack. With which goal: With none. The people who stopped always asked me "where do you want to go" and asked "where are you going" and then "that's where I want to go". The journey begins in Honoka’a. From there, a man took me to Waipio Vallay. He gave me power bars and enough water. The locals say: you need 20 minutes down and 20 years up. Beautiful nature, a river and a black sandy beach awaited me below. On the way to the beach I met Andi, who photographed a few wild horses. We ran naked into the waves, were swimming and then made our way back. I was taken by someone who had the car full of Marihuana up to the top and drove completely stoned, then someone who watched gay pornos while driving. In the evening I slept in a hammock. Andi and I hiked up Mauna Kea 5 hours. I got altitude sickness, collapsed at the top, someone drove me down with a Pick Up. I tramped to Pahoa. Smoked Pod on the way with an AltHippi who drove like a madman. When I got out he said to me: "Take care man, people are driving like shit here" and I new why... In Pahoa an Asian woman with pink hair shave my head to 3 millimeters. Then I tramped into the woods of Puna because it said there was a place called Garden Palace where some people planed a party. I hitchhiked and met some hippies who wanted to go right there. There was a crazy party. Everyone did a kind of yoga dance and interpreted the music as they felt it. I met a woman who offered me a place to sleep on her farm. I could spend the night there in a damaged shack. I helped her mow the wild land the next day. She brought me to Punalu’u Black Sand Beach. I went snorkeling there and saw turtles. I was taken to Kona from a man who gave me 2 beers and a complete meal at the port. He let me out on the highway a bit drunk where a pretty woman picked me up. She and her friends took me on a bar tour of the city where we had lots of fun things. In the end I slept on a mattress on the balcony. When I woke up I saw that there were a lot of cactuses here. The man who lived there sold and consumed the mescaline in the San Petrus cacti. I hitchhiked to 2 people I had met after Captain Cook. A woman with a scooter has stopped. I drove there with her on the back even though she didn't want to go there. She didn't even want money for the gas. We went surfing. On the way back we smoked weed in the car. Quite normal there. We cooked and I slept in a tent somewhere in the bushes. In Kona I had a local show me the dark places by night. I saw Meph Junkeys and the homeless. There is more.