In the hotels on Waikiki and on Maui, birds are kept in cages. They are removed during the night and brought back during the day. This cage is empty because it was raining. It made me feel really bad. All that space around them, all those trees and they were confined to a prison behind bars. What’s wrong with people? How cruel is that. Maybe the birds don’t think about escape and what’s right in front of them but I sure do. In one cage on Waikiki, the sparrows hopped through the bars and ate the parrot’s food. The bird didn’t care. I wanted to release all of them. Jail is jail, no matter how pretty the setting and fine the care. Makes me tired.