Yesterday I had a private yoga lesson on the beach on Kauai, followed by an ocean-view lunch of steak and salad. Sounds expensive, but it wasn’t.
The yoga lesson was delivered by my iPod — from the Gentle Yoga series by Rudy Peirce — on a sandbar on Hanalei Bay. I grilled the steak myself at a county beach, with some match-light charcoal from the local Foodland store. Then I went snorkeling.
Hawaii’s beaches are free. No entry fee. No parking fee. No fee to use the bathrooms, or the grills. And nobody looks askance at a middle-aged lady doing a few asanas on a sandbar.