Michael is a natural surfer, it seems.
Waikiki was a tourist ghetto for well-heeled Japanese in the '80s, facilitating designer label shopping and money-is-no-object cultural tastes. Our hotel elevator had an electronic signboard announcing the day's activities in a very planned, Japanese, mass tourist kind of way.
However, Japan's recession has brought lower-income strata to the islands who manage to get there on discount packages, but aren't dumping hundreds of dollars at a sushi bar anymore; hotels are full but businesses are suffering.
I was amused by this ad, attracting overseas Japanese with a forbidden thrill, as handguns are prohibited in their homeland.Initially put off by the heavy tourist vibe, we rented a car and drove to the North Shore, searching for sea turtles..
Food trucks and lunch plates are renowned in Oahu, but Giovanni's shrimp truck was especially flavorful; the shrimp harvested just yards away.Loaded with butter and garlic and really tasty (ie freshly cooked) rice
We finally made it to the lovely white sands of Lanikai, near where my cousin got married several years ago.Elle came along!
At Lanikai, we helped a local charity. We are thinking of ways to incorporate service projects in the Beacon Hill curriculum, as well, so these youngsters proved inspiring, even as their store bought cookies were not.
We also met up with the Obans, who happened to be in Waikiki, after a grueling campaign for state legislature.
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