Maui itself feels like a God in its looming beauty. The history of the culture doesn't hang overhead like a half-mast flag, but instead drapes softly over sand, soil, and sea; it's intrinsic to the potently calm lifestyle of the people.
Standing small beneath the volcano, you can't help but sense the environment before its Westernization. Somehow, the modern components retain a similar sensation, like the fans that line Maalaea to catch the trade winds. Even they have a silhouetted face, with eyes protruding from the hill.
