I appreciate creativity but admit that it eludes me.
We drove south from Lahaina to Wailea where movie stars come to Maui and shop at the Shops of Wailea. They close down the mall when someone famous and sensitive come to shop. Nothing is cheap here. Even a little ball of ice cream wrapped in a dough was about $2.00.
It was warm so I sat on the fountain enjoying the tropical breeze with Vince.
Carol Sherritt finished her ice cream, and rushed off, camera around her neck, and began shooting pictures of all the windows.
I must have been blind, I thought to myself. What does she see that I don’t see?
I followed her and started snapping pictures, too, just so I didn’t seem like a stupid travel blogger who did not know what captured people’s interest.
After I watched her excitement I decided that the window was interesting.
What do you think? No, don’t answer that! I’m afraid for you to tell me that I almost missed an opportunity to entertain you.
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Cherries, sweet goodness, the joys and best of life
If the cherry is on top, all’s well that ends well, right? Life is a bowl of cherries. That is this week’s photo challenge, “cherry on top.” I tried to cherry pick the best photos from my 2016 collection that fit that description.
It was hot July 3rd in the Central Valley. As appointed photographer for the Kiwanis July 3rd Blast, I sought out interesting shots. Sure enough, here was the cherry on top.
She probably did not need to be coaxed to ride in the parade. In a few years, she will probably be Miss Woodlake.
At the Grand Opening of the Woodlake Valley Cultural Museum, we experience double-vision with this cherry-red cap. Maybe he is reading about the founding members of the Woodlake Lions.
The VIP opening of the Museum was a cherry topping experience for me. Here’s why.
My phone rang. I was about to step back into my tour bus in Hawaii. It was Carl Peden. We had never met, but he donated lots of artifacts to the museum from his time serving the White House as the pilot of Air Force One. On a whim, I asked him if he would be one of the speakers at the VIP opening. To my surprise, he agreed.
At the end of his speech he took off his jacket and handed it to our President, Rudy Garcia, for the Museum. What an electrifying end to his speech!
He proudly pointed out his name on the donor list to his relatives.
On President’s Day, two days later, he passed away. I think this event might have been the last cherry on his cake. We loved having him.
The Tulare County Agricultural Fair is the cherry of all ag festivals. Thousands of ag professionals come from all over the world to see cherries like the one pictured. They probably know what this machine does, too! I just think it’s pretty and red.
Cacti don’t bloom that often, but when they do, they give us a magnificent show. This cherry-picked this photo emerged out of hundreds during the Woodlake Botanical Gardens Berry Festival this May. Beware, do not try to eat it, though!
Las Vegas is hot year round compared to most places. Gelato seemed like the best option for dinner after hubby played a rousing hand of poker all day. Nourishing? Not really. A delicious end to a fun day? Definitely!
Though not overly thrilled with being the cherry in this picture, I was on cloud nine the week we were in Hawaii with my friends Carol, the Eternal Traveler from Australia, and Connie, my friend from TCOE, and their husbands.
You never know how it is going to work out when you put six people who have never traveled together on a week’s vacation, let alone six people, most of whom have never met in person. This Hawaiian trip was more than the icing on the cake. It was definitely the cherry on top!
We all look a little wind-blown. Make-up? Forget about it! Fun? You bet!
Huff, huff, huff! We made it to the top! My cherry-colored hat protected my face from frying in the sun, but held in the heat. Yes, I’m still smiling, but let’s sit down and have a nice cool drink, what do you think?
Near the end of the week, and we are still smiling, but I’m sad inside because it will end soon.
One week out of our lives, such a small chunk, but it leaves lasting memories as bright as cherries on a chocolate soda.
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Of course you would expect anyone who calls herself TC History Gal to find museums entertaining. Unfortunately I forgot to take what my dad always called the “Record Shot.”
Traveling with Mr. and Mrs. Eternal Traveler and my hubby on Maui, HI, we all bought a “Passport to the Past.” This passport doesn’t expire, and allowed us to visit four museums for the normal price of visiting one museum. Below is the kind of building material used to build the walls in a home that lasted for over 180 years.
The Reverend Ephraim Spaulding built the Baldwin House around 1834, and lived in it for only two years before he got sick and went home to Massachusetts. It was a great find for the Reverend Dr. Dwight Baldwin and his wife, who by this time had two children and lived in a nearby grass hale (hut). Hold onto your hats as we take our first look into the Baldwin House Museum.
Did you get dizzy? Carol and I enjoyed the quilts. With six living children, Mrs. Baldwin probably had plenty to entertain herself and keep busy. Somehow she squeezed out time to teach the Hawaiian women to sew. This pattern looks daunting to me, and features common creatures found in the Hawaiian landscape like the cute snail in this picture.
These beds were in the boy’s room.
In addition to the three or four boys, they often housed guests in this room. Whew! I wonder if they had longer days back then than we have today.
According to the docent, the Baldwins had a rebound romance. Dwight Baldwin was thirty-two when he met Charlotte. His fiance jilted him because she did not want to travel to Hawaii. However, the missionary society wouldn’t let him serve in Hawaii if he wasn’t married.
Not to be deterred from his calling, an hour after meeting Charlotte, an advanced maiden of twenty-five, he proposed. A week later they married, and within three weeks they were on their way on their five month journey to the island of Maui. I wonder how his former fiance felt about being so easily replaced?
This netting kept the Baldwin boys safe from mosquitos. Hawaii didn’t have mosquitos until a Mexican ship uploaded them to the island. Actually, practically everything on the island is imported from somewhere. It all came by boat – except for the few birds that showed the first Hawaiians that there was land in the vast Pacific.
I hope you have found a brief excerpt from our trip to the Baldwin Home Museum in Lahaina, Maui, HI entertaining. Click to see more entries to the Travel Theme.
Americans constructing the continental railroad, in the United States and creating sugar plantations in Hawaii discovered the value of the hard-working Chinese in the mid 1800s. As the Qing dynasty began its long decline in China, men immigrated to Hawaii without their families to build many of the infrastructures we still enjoy today. On Maui they made the Lahaina sea wall, tunnels through the mountains, the Road to Hana, and the irrigation systems for the sugar plantations.Chinatown in Lahaina began as single story stores and homes on Front Street. Single men needed places to stay and congregate. Beginning in 1909 the Wo Hing Society began to collect funds to erect a building that would house the Chinese Social Club and provided a place for worship and festivities. This is one of only two social houses that survived in Hawaii.Wo Hing, the society’s name written around the door, means peace and prosperity. The Wo Hing Society Hall opened around 1912 and remained active into the 1940s. When the Chinese population in Lahaina moved to Honolulu to find work during World War II, the Wo Hing Temple and Club House fell into disrepair. Restored in 1983 by the Lahaina Restoration Foundation, today it stands impressively restored on Front Street.There were several displays and a gift shop on the first floor. Carol visited with the on-duty docent, and has interesting stories about her. The age of the money encased glass box for public viewing surprised both Vince and Carol. One source stated that the Chinese originally called paper money “flying money. … Paper money came into use in the Tang dynasty (618-907 AD) as a larger denomination of currency to replace the bulky ‘bolt of silk’.” Colorful Chinese paper money, though easier to carry than currency, had to be replaced or exchanged within three years. By the late 1200s, at the end of the Song dynasty, paper money became preferred to coins.The square hole in the center of the round Chinese coins had spiritual and practical value as well. A source stated the round shape symbolized heaven or the universe, while the square represented earth or China, which was the center of the universe.
The holes allowed the bronze caster to line up the coins and scrape off the metal flashing around the edges. It also enabled consumers to string their money to carry it easily.Personally, I love both jade and dogs, so I headed right for these statues. This pup is not nearly as cute as Puppy Girl, but these fierce-looking animals were guardian lions, not dogs. Westerners called them Lion dogs or Foo dogs. That is not to be confused with “foo foo” like Vince calls Puppy Girl after I spray “foo foo” smells on her after her bath. This male Lion Dog guards his embroidery ball with his foot. Trust me, I didn’t try to take his toy away from him.Just outside the door was the cookhouse. The cook probably had to prepare meals for a crowd, and he had a special building to work in. This practice curbed the fire danger to the main structure. Now the museum uses the cookhouse to show visitors films of Hawaii that were taken by Thomas Edison starting in 1898. This early film show intrigued me for several reasons. First of all the fact that it was made in 1898 and was still preserved amazed me. Additionally, the subjects of the different films fascinated me. In one short clip we saw native Hawaiians rushing around in huge amounts of clothing. We learned at the Baldwin House that Mrs. Baldwin had taught the women to sew. These women must have loved their new skill.
I enjoyed watching “cowboys” moving the cattle on and off the island. Men and cows both struggled as the cowboys pulled each animal into the water leading the with a rope around their necks. It looked and sounded impossible, but that technique must have been easier than loading five or six bulls onto small row boats and pushing the tons of objecting bulls into the water. I guess the cattle had to swim beside the small boats. I did not think the film would last as long as it did, so I started filming it. Then I got tired of focusing on the film and let my camera roam around the kitchen. I stopped just before the cattle loading started, so you’ll have to visit the museum to see it. I don’t think I’m ready for the big screen.Upstairs we saw the Taoist Temple replete with incense and fresh sacrifices of fruit and water.The temple area had few decorations or furniture.We visited a Taoist temple in Hanford, CA, and this looked much sparser and lighter.
You will learn more about our visit to the Wo Hing Chinese Museum from my Australian blogging friend, Carol, the Eternal Traveler when she and her friend Justin Beaver start writing about their Hawaiian travels. For now you can enjoy the trip she and her husband took around the perimeter of Australia.If you go to Maui, be sure to get a Passport to the Past for about $10, and that will get you into four museums. We only made it to two this trip, but we kept our cards, and hope to get to the next two museum next time.I don’t want to beat my own drum, but I hope you enjoyed this short visit to the Chinese Wo Hing Museum.
Do you want to camp in Maui? Well you can’t. But you get around that law. Simply tell the police who come by your tent and tell you to leave that you are fishing. Then it’s ok to spend the night. If you don’t want that much worry, you can head down the Hana Highway to Wai’anapanapa State Park and the black sandy beaches. It’s ok to camp here once you reach it.
Our Road to Hana tour guide, Jack the Legend, gave us about 50 minutes to hike the half mile trail to the beach or lookout points.
I stopped to take pictures with Manny. Carol and Glen toured on, and when I looked up, they had disappeared. I thought they MUST have gone to see the Lava Tube, which looked to me like the most interesting doable of the choices.
If you are looking for the perfect spot to pitch your tent my advice is to avoid the lava tube. I followed these legs into the tube. The legs did not belong to either Glen or Carol.
Walking carefully to avoid turning my sandals on their sides in the squishy rocks, I stumbled through entrance. Sniffing around I didn’t smell anything particularly noteworthy to report, even though my other senses should have been heightened because vision was somewhat impaired. After adjusting to the dark, I glanced around to find Mr. and Mrs. ET.
I couldn’t believe they weren’t there, so I perched Manny up higher to take another look. He came up with the null set as well.
You can see that this little room housed several visitors scouting out possible camp sites for the next visit. Waves lapped the entrance of the cave, but brought no crabs, starfish or other sea critters. Natural food would be no more plentiful for us here in the warm waters of Maui Hawaii than it is for the whales.
The lava tube features a lovely skylight.
The black-sand beach was created by a lava flow several hundred years ago. A local warned us that it’s bad luck to carry away the sand, so if you are camping, be particularly careful to clean off all adhesive sand from your tent inside and out.
Manny checked out the rocky comfort level. He said in his returned Australian accent, “I’ll give this place a pass.”
So we got back on the tour bus and headed on down the Hana Highway.