Outside, the sun wasn’t fully up and there were a few clouds around, but there was no sign of rain and it looked like being another nice day. He did a few stretches, had some orange juice and cereal then got into some old gear, grabbed his towel and goggles and caught the lift to the foyer. There weren’t that many people in the lobby and outside just the usual early morning traffic: delivery trucks, taxis, et cetera, along with the usual joggers panting up and down Kalakau Avenue. There were a few surfers out on the reefs but no one at all in the open-air pool. The wind was a little brisk and the water cool after sitting there all night, but Les soon eased himself in and knocked over a lazy eight laps, mulling different things over in his head as he watched a few small fish darting around on the sandy, slightly muddy bottom. After some more stretches and about fifty chin-ups on a wooden beam supporting one of the shelters, he had a cold shower and went back to his room. The cereal earlier was okay, but after all that exercise Norton was now starving hungry.
What do You think about Mele Kalikimaka Mr Walker?
