Actually, I don’t think the price of gas is too high. Gas costs what it costs and if we really need it, we’ll find a way to cover it. I think the whole gas-price issue is really rooted in something else: it’s a daily, constant reminder of what it costs to live in Hawaii. Most of us love it here, but as with any other place, it’s got its drawbacks, and here is primo example number one.
The way I see it, every time we pass one of these signs, we can either say, “Damn, I live in Hawaii,” or “Thank God, I live in Hawaii.” I like to think of these prices as reminders of how blessed we are. Seriously, I’m not just saying that.
Of course, I take the bus to work.