I moved to Hawaii in the summer of 2010 to attend grad school at UH, Manoa. Before this move, I had lived in Santa Barbara, California for at a little more than five years. Both locales have much to offer, but the 2,400-mile move was in the cards for me. And I can’t describe how lucky I am to live here.
I can see Diamond Head crater on my way to school and the Waikiki strip is a short 10-minute bike ride from my house. World-class surf breaks on the reefs closest to my home and the water is always warm. The only time a jacket is necessary is when the air conditioning in my office is turned up too high.
The thing I love most about Hawaii is the people I’ve been honored to meet (and befriend) since moving out here. Feeling lucky to be bumping shoulders with such creative, supportive, and genuine people as I’ve met out here. The crew in the educational technology department at UH are a unique bunch, particularly helpful and push each other to be the best they can be. Rarely does a discussion take place without the words, “I know someone working on a project like that, let me give you their email address…”. Networking to the max.
At this point, I’m planning on moving elsewhere after I earn my masters degree, but Hawaii will always be a special place for me. There is so much more here than you can discover in a week of Waikiki wandering and tour bus riding. The spirit of Aloha is alive and well if you know where to look.