About a year ago I went on a trip to Kauai, to visit one of my favorite gals who was working and living on an organic farm there. (She was living in a pimped out bus parked in a tropical flower garden, to be precise, complete with bamboo floors and a hammock.)
Kauai is special for a multitude of reasons, but my favorite idiosyncrasy is that the place is overrun with wild chickens. Word on the street is that there was a hurricane awhile back that freed a bunch of birds from a chicken farm - and since then they've roamed free all over the island. And they are EVERYWHERE. This fancy dame and her crew of tinys were hanging out in Kokee State Park, but really - there are beach chickens, jungle chickens, posh resort chickens. It's amazing.
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