Day off. Swam all morning. Went over to Ewa Field (pronounced “Evva”) in the afternoon. It’s the Marine Field here, but all my friends are out at Midway. Saw quite a bit of the countryside on my way out and back. A mile walk along a dusty road through a sugarcane field gave me my first opportunity to pilfer myself a bit of the cane. It tasted like the sweet bottom tips of grass that I used to chew on when I was younger. I had expected it to be sweeter, but perhaps it was green, or rather, unripe.