Aloha Also Means "Goodbye"

Ben writes:
For two people living on a farm 6 miles from the nearest actual town, we've been updating the web log a lot lately, but we thought it fitting to put up one more post anyway, because tomorrow evening, we leave Hawaii. The day that we call Saturday will not exist for us, and we'll arrive in New Zealand on Sunday morning. Thank you, the International Date Line, for making Saturday disappear.
The boy in the photograph is named Nathan. He is 4, and is one of two children of a woman named Sylvie. His brother, Daniel, is 8, and the three of them were often on the Pohoiki farm during out nine days there. The kids were quite smart and fun -- Nathan often walked around singing songs about racecars smashing into things, and Daniel knows how to do a lot of practical things, like purify salt water, and make jewelry. They were a handful at times, but on balance we were glad to have them there. We got to like the other people our age there pretty well, but we are all kinds of ready to head off to New Zealand.
The goat in the picture is the coolest looking goat we have ever seen. If you have seen a cooler goat, please mail it to us c/o The White House, 1600 Pennsylvania Ave Washington DC. Thank you.

Oh, presently we are in Hilo, a small city on the east coast of the big island, home to a very pleasant hostel, and a $1 movie theatre, where we will head tonight.
We sent some extra things home to lighten our loads, and Ben has written about 2/3 of a song on the accordion -- his first! You will not hear it for half a year, though.
As usual, the pictures tell it better. We bought a big old flickr account, and now it's just a matter of finding a place with good bandwidth (not the library, it turns out).
We'll let you know about life in New Zealand soon, ok? OK!
Aloha, Hawaii!