Castaway --Ten days ago I landed in Oahu after what seemed like the longest two flights of my life. I was welcomed by an open-air airport and a managerie of colorful shirts and leis. Known as "the gathering place" by many, it seemed fitting. After a week, I don't think it could have a better designation.
A melting pot of cultures from the east and western worlds, if you don't recognize it in the people you will surely find it in a plate of Loco Moco, fresh poke plate, and/or POG juice (passionfruit, orange and guava). I found no matter where we went, what adventure we took, high and low we were encompassed by clear seafoam green waters abundant in life and lush green mountains. Violently chiseled ridges protruding from the earth's surface, a sculptor's masterpiece. Most days the volcanic ash and clouds obscuring the summits, but when exposed, the visual only can be described as majestic. Pictures do not do it justice, it is a place like no other. The rain or sunshine --as predictable as your next meal.
The island is a foodie's celebration, hiker's thrill, surfer's paradise, snorkelers/scuba divers dream, a farmer's rejoice or the backdrop to strum one's ukulele. It has something for everyone. I am sad to leave it but I am ever so grateful to have shared it and for the people I've been able to add to my ohana. For now, Aloha until the next time and Mahalo for the experience 🤙
P. S. Thank you @ & @ for making me feel at home all week. Mahalo @ for the lodgings, if you need somewhere to stay his studio is a little paradise!!