Coming correct

Sun, sand, and shave ice were good enough for me, but the folks at the Hawaii International Film Festival made sure that I came home with some articles for the mag, too. That's where Christian, Ian, and Chantal came in, helping to coordinate interviews and make sure I was able to get around the city. I promised to give the latter two mags, but ran out because I gave my entire stack to interviewees! I left in shame.


Today, HIFF kahuna Anderson Le dropped by, and we had lunch at gr/eats. Being the film dorks we are, we talked mostly about movies and I totally lived vicariously as he told me about his film-fest travel tidbits from Pusan to Cannes to Berlin. (Whatever, I've been to Hawaii!)

Before he split, we went to the GR store where I bought shirts for Ian and Chantal and grabbed some copies of the new mag, too. Then I asked Anderson to be my transporter--a sucky thing to do to a guy who probably has a suitcase overstuffed with clothing, toiletries, etc., but least I didn't ask him to body-pack for me!