Hawaii — Day 6: No, this is NOT a foreign country.

Being in Hawaii is like being in a United Colours of Benetton advertisement.  In Kansas, everyone is white.  Perpetually white.  Here you see every race, creed, origin and ethnic background – and every variation in between.   Everyone is friendly and polite and wants you to spend your hard-earned money.

Every time I venture out, I try to glean some useless bit of trivia about Hawaii to share with my readers.  Okay – that’s SO not true.  I just happen to hear bits and pieces of various tour groups passing by … and since I’m nosy I eavesdrop.

For instance, Hawaii is devoid of snakes.  And overrun with chickens and feral cats.  Sounds like the food chain in action.  Speaking of food — on Waikiki, McDonalds’ Happy Meals cost $8.  And, I swear, it’s the only thing NOT served with a pineapple.  More than 1/3 of the world’s commercial supply of pineapples comes from Hawaii.  320,000 tons … but who’s counting.

Dog the Bounty Hunter lives here … and besides sugar cane and pineapple, he’s Hawaii’s most notable export.   White folk – uh, including Dog — are referred to as “haoles” (pronounced howl-ees).  I can’t tell is that’s a racial slur or term of endearment.   Typically, if there is an obscene invective preceding it – it’s probably derogatory, yes? 

Waikiki attracts 72,000 visitors on any given day.  And that’s just on the H-1 highway.  Good Lord, there’s a lot of traffic here.   44 percent of all Hawaiian tourists flock to Oahu … apparently, just to get in my way.

Hawaii is the only state that grows coffee.  Ironically, it’s not the only state with a Starbucks on every street corner.

The Hawaiian shirt came into being after island missionaries encouraged the natives to cover their nakedness.  I would encourage most of the tourists in this hotel to do the same.  I don’t care what the pattern print is … just make sure it’s covering your flab.

Everyone should visit America’s 50th state … and I’d suggest doing it THIS year … it’s their 50th anniversary of becoming part of the good ol’ US of A.  I leave tomorrow … and I’ll miss Hawaii.  It was the trip of a lifetime and something I’ll remember for as long as I can.

One thought on “Hawaii — Day 6: No, this is NOT a foreign country.

  1. So did you kill Eric? He was strangly not mentioned in day 6 and his photo stopped appearing about day 3? Using a BLOG as an alibi probably will not work so if he is still alive but locked in a closet somewhere let him free. You will thank me later for this advise. I mean come on who is going to drive you to the airport and get your happy “drunk” ass through security and on the plane?

    Miss you both… have fun … safe travels!

    MRC the other “fabulous” Michael

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