Jazrina left her condo bright and early. She smiled as she stepped out into the bright early sunshine. She took a deep breath of air as she closed her eyes. She was wearing lightweight linen capris in a soft yellow color. She had a nice button down sleeveless cotton top on that matched. She had soft leather sandals on her feet and her laptop case slung accross one shoulder. Tucked into her laptop case was her wallet and keys. She started walking enjoying the sounds and sights of the Island coming alive. No one here turned away when she walked by or refused to meet her eyes. It was refreshing. She smiled and waved at some children playing and they waved back. She was often greeted with a smile and an Aloha or good morning.

She was excited to start searching for her new home but smart as she was she knew she needed professional help. She needed a real estate agent. She needed someone licensed to handle all the legalities for her. So meandered around on foot looking for a real estate agency or a cyber cafe where she could get internet access. Since she was just renting the condo, it did not have internet and the last tenant had taken the phone book. She meandered enjoying the novelty and friendliness of the Islanders. It gave her a chance to see more of the island where she intended to make her new home. She had not ruled out one of the smaller islands either for her home. So she needed someone with local knowledge of what was available. She had enough money to pay for a small home outright even at Hawaii's prices. But she had something a little bigger in mind. She was thinking at least 3 bedrooms preferably 4. She wanted a office. After all her computer had to have a home too. OK so she knew that this was not the logical and most efficient way to find a real estate agent but she admitted to herself that she was eager to get out and move around. This way she felt less guilty about it.