Here's what else I did in Kauai. Found a street called "pee."
Tested a couple hanging bridges.
And saw the statue of Captain Cook. That's bird poop on his pants right. Even if it isn't bird poop tell me its bird poop.
According to the signs along the road, all towns in Kauai are "historic."
And I hit a chicken. Or rather it hit me. Thank goodness I had my car to protect me.
Actually I think it might have been a suicide. I mean why else would a chicken fly directly into my windshield?
(P.S. if you rent a car, get the coverage. The peace of mind is worth it.)