Bridian Hikes to La'ie Falls.

Back in May my biology class got to hike up to La'ie Falls to help with a forest restoration project. About a year ago some campers went up past the falls to the top of the mountain and they lost control of their fire and it burned most of the side of the mountain. The plants have regrown, and you can't really tell there was ever a fire. But the plants that were regrowing were invasive species and they were killing all the native Hawaiian plants. So our job was to go up there, cut out the invasive species, and put a poison onto the roots that would decay it from the inside. The hike up took about an hour and a half, but there was beautiful scenery along the way. It was quite a challenge trying to hold onto the steep side of the mountain, especially with knives and a bottle of plant killer in our hands, but we managed. The scenery was, of course, beautiful. On the way down the mountain we stopped at the falls and went swimming. The water was actually pretty cold, as was the air because we were high up and close to the ocean.

Around that same time I got a job at the Polynesian Cultural Center working as a waitress at a Luau. It's pretty great. I have to say my favorite part of the job is the trendy, fashionable dress.

In all seriousness, dress aside, I do love my job. I get to meet people from all over the world. Everyday is a new challenge, trying to understand heavily accented English, using my mediocre Spanish, and saying hello in over fifteen different languages. I guess that's also my favorite part of going to school here; there aren't a lot of people here from America, and most Americans aren't from the mainland. I've met people from places that I'd never even heard of (and trust me, I've heard of most countries, thanks to my mom and her creative summer school lessons). I've made friends with people from every inhabitable continent, learned phrases in languages I'd never thought I'd come in contact with, and been motivated by some amazing stories. There was a girl in one of my classes who was the first girl from Madagascar to go to an American college. The PCC offers scholarships for students from other countries who want to go to school here, so there are tons of students who come from dire situations and who've never had such a good opportunity to have such a great education. It has helped me be more aware and grateful for the blessing of school, family, and being raised in a great country with lots of opportunity!

And on that note, here is a dead fish.


  1. Yay! I am glad you have a blog! Now we can stalk each other!

  2. " is a dead fish."

    I LOVE IT BRIDIAN!!! When and if I ever come to the PCC will you be my waitress?