Waiting sucks. This time last year, my friend and I got stuck at the airport hanging around for a bus and for flood waters to subside. But when you’re kicking your heels and happen to see the Maui skyline catch fire, you do what any sane person would do: crack open the freshly purchased growler of beer from the brewery, toast to the heavens for the epic views, and remember you’re in fucking Hawaii. Bonus points if you use paper cups.