#NaBloPoMo Day 21, #Hawaii Trip, Cee’s Oddball Challenge Week 47
For those of you like me who loved this song when we were young, we know it hasn’t worked. And maybe that’s good. What if we saved so much time that we never met the new friends that come along our paths later in life?
Sometimes we would like to poke the bad times into a bottle, and save them to turn them into good times.
For someone this place represents a very bad time, but for us it was a chance to view the beauty of time and honor and respect those who passed here before us even though we never met them. So who are we to even judge what the bad times are?
We saw the beautiful church where they worshipped. We might say it has withstood the tests of time, but the building lives, too. The stones and mortar age slower than the hands that placed each rock carefully on the next one, but time has marked it.
Some of the beautiful pictures from our time at the little church in Wailea, Maui age even faster than we do. Many would say they are the most beautiful of all.
If I could save time in a bottle, this would have been one of the moments I would have saved to replay over and over.
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When I was a kid, it seemed like museums stored old stuff that only grandparents recognized. Now museums come in all shapes and sizes in every community. Representing agricultural Tulare County a gigantic steel barn in Mooney Park houses everything from large equipment to a farm worker’s cabin from Linnell Camp. Of all the museums I’ve dragged Vince to see, Bishop Museum was his favorite – ever.
What made Vince choose Bishop Museum as the best of the world?
The layout of the grounds and the architectural structures took our breath away. It didn’t hurt that they were in Oahu.
Lots of exhibits alone don’t make the museum enjoyable, but a museum needs many exhibits, and some changes so that local folks don’t get bored.
The exhibits grabbed you and pulled you in. The more you looked, and read, the harder it got to move on.
Variety of exhibits gives each person in the family something to remember. I apologize for the blurriness of some of the photos, but I still wanted to share them. Believe it or not my astigmatism has been mostly corrected. 🙂
You knew you couldn’t see it all in one visit, and maybe ever.
At the end of the visit, you needed a nap to rest your eyes and brain.
The Bishop Museum had so many more excellent qualities, you would need a break after reading this if I listed them. What is your favorite museum ever, and why?
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“They’re right here, Mom. See them swimming. And here we are.”
“Unfortunately, Manny you’re just looking at the sign. You have to look at the ocean to see them.”
“Mom, do you think I need glasses? I can’t see the ocean.”
Do you ever feel like Manny feels. The answer must be somewhere nearby, but you just can’t see it? Tell him about it. It will make him feel better.
The air dripped that day, but not with rain. The sun burned it into sweat, dripping into my pores. Manny seemed cool as a cucumber and was his rambunctious fuzzy self.
The palm frond tickled as he slid down its ridged surface.
He couldn’t even look up, he slid so fast. Must have been the G force! 🙂
No sooner had he slid to the ground, than he found a rock to climb. I was afraid he might get dirty since the palm did have sap on it. As it turned out, I was the only one that got sapped. It took all my energy to play that day! 🙂 Mostly I just watched at he frolicked.
He was tired by the time he made it to the top. (Thank goodness!)
He posed with the women who sold us our $35 walking tour tickets. Then he told me he wanted to go back to the car and sleep. That sticky stuff must have been honey, and he ate TOO much!
The two ladies weren’t too sure about getting their pictures taken with Manny, but I convinced them it was a good thing. Manny wasn’t so sure it was.
I walked him back to the car, and by the time I got back it was time to get on the air-conditioned bus for the mile drive down to the garden floor. Air-conditioning never felt so good. The trade winds have changed directions, according to the news, and left Kauai in a world of muggy air, bugs, and less rain.
Manny had a nice rest in the car. Cindy, Vince, and I enjoyed Driver Bob’s narration for one mile, then we were off to see the garden.
We watched the building dedication ceremony, walked back, and made it back in an hour – just in time to get picked up to catch the bus back up the hill.
Hope you enjoyed Manny’s and my adventures. He will be back next Thursday! 🙂
We spent only a week in Kauai, HI, but I have way more than a week’s worth of posts – even though they are not written yet. I’ll post this one, the I’ll take a break from HI so I don’t bore you too much. This was our first visit to the local beach. We didn’t have a sandy beach outside our resort, and the one within walking distance wasn’t guarded. So each day we drove five minutes to Poipu Beach where there was a life guard, picnic tables, and a guarded section of the beach that was like a wading pool. This was Day #1 Before we could even hop in the ocean, the lifeguard tower blasted out a warning. “Get out of the water. A monk seal is approaching. Get out of the water!”
Rumor is that she’s dangerous. I think she’s just hormonal. Anyway she cleared the protected beach at Poipu, Kauai, HI. She approached lazily, and no one moved very quickly to get out of the water in response to the lifeguard’s microphone’s voice warning swimmers of her approach. There are only 1,500 left and they live here in Kauai, so they get their way.
My pictures of her turned out blurry. Soon she sped up and swam to the protected shallow waters where kids played protected from the surf by a ledge of unapproachable lava rocks. She lounged on her back soaking up some rays, then dipped under to get cool while the multitudes warmed their heels in the sand.
Day #2 I should have known to take my camera today when we went out for a cup of coffee. I mean we were only going to grab a cup and bring it back to our Diamond Resort home away from home. Right? Of course, WRONG!
After we grabbed our coffee, the car turned towards the beach at Poipu Point again, and there she was. Charming the tourists she flapped her way over to give them a little kiss and a playful tap with her flippers. The life guards ran frantically out of their tower like ants swarming a piece of peanut brittle on the cement. They shooed back the squatting onlookers trying to get a good picture and a chance to rub her tummy. They spent a bit of time penning her in because she moved, then flopped, moved, flopped. They gave her a large playpen with multiple warning stakes with “keep out” ropes marking a perimeter all around her.
Day #3 The next day she was sunning herself when we got to the beach. After enjoying a brief float, I joined the large group of onlookers, and clicked pictures at every angle.
Our Monk Sea Lion is pregnant.
Day #4 By our last visit to Poipu Beach Monk Seals were old news, so I didn’t take any more pictures. She was just sleeping. She did move her flippers much like fingers, and sort of scratch herself. She was laying on her back this time, so I don’t thing that her tracking device bothered her too much.
I hope you enjoyed this brief vacation to Hawaii. I know we did. But it is good to be home, too. Our puppy girl, Kalev, was very glad that finally got back. She was jealous that Manny got to go and she didn’t. I hope you are enjoying a wonderful weekend. 🙂
From my perspective the luau we attended in Kauai on Friday, May 30, 2013 was the best we ever attended.
We felt like expert luau attenders because we have had the privilege of going to several luaus on other islands over the years. The last luau we attended we decided would be our last. From our perspective it was a waste of money. We spent most of our time standing in long lines. If I had just won the lottery in Florida, I would have a different perspective on the price of luaus. However, from the perspective of my budget, luaus are ALWAYS EXPENSIVE, and the food in every other luau tasted just ok to #@%#@% from my Midwestern taste buds’ perspective! (Did I say that out loud?) Not only that, luaus are always buffets which from the perspective of a husband who hates people dishing food out of the same bowls was an experience to be endured and not enjoyed. My mother and cousin Hal would have a different perspective on the buffet style service. The luau shows have been good, we usually had a back row seat which gave us a distant, and somewhat blurry perspective. Nonetheless, this was Vince’s sister, Cindy’s, first trip to Hawaii, and we felt she should experience an Hawaiian luau from her own perspective.
From the moment we drove in, we knew this one would be different.
No, it wasn’t cheap! It wasn’t at a hotel, however. First of all, there was no line, and beautiful people greeted us at every turn. The requisite picture-taking took seconds, and again more smiling, gorgeous, hardbodied people appeared to pose with us. We then entered the huge permanent tent structure where a polite and friendly usher escorted us to our assigned table, which was about 6 feet from center stage. Our perspective would be excellent for the entire show. All of us at our table happened to be from CA.
We were free to play until the show started. From the perspective of a child this would make going to dinner a great experience. As an adult, I didn’t come in from all the activities outside until they rang the dinner bell three times. Outside of the tent were opportunities to play original Hawaiian games. Cindy and I both tried bowling. You had to throw a wooden disk between the same color pegs stuck into the ground about 10 feet in front of us. The two girls demonstrated, then we were on our own. We both bowled 150/300. Not bad for 2 disks! It’s all a matter of perspective! My worst score in regular bowling was 9/300. (Don’t ask!)
We didn’t take time to try any other games, but walked around to the different vendors. Soon the show started – BEFORE the dinner. In fact it kept going while the dinner salad and bread was served. Singing and dancing continued while each group went to one of the four smoothly running buffet lines. Yes, we still had to go through a buffet! There was a brief intermission after everyone had received their food, and then the main attraction, the history of Hawaii’s settlement, started two hours after we arrived. We hadn’t even realized that two hours had elapsed. Our perspective would have been much different if the pre-food show hadn’t been so interactive. Vince even took me to center stage to dance with full house of romantics.
The Playbill had the gist of the story. I’ll summarize it for you.
A Polynesian father tells his daughter, Orama, that he and her fiancé were going with the other island men to Hawaii to seek a better life. The long canoe trip would be long and dangerous across open waters with nothing to guide them, but the stars. He prays to Akua for safe traveling and to watch over his daughter.
Devastated, Orama has a dream shown to her by Ka Uhane o Ke Kai. In the dream she reunites with her love, Ari, and they have a child.
The arduous journey brings the island men safely to Hawaii. Ari, in the meantime, has a dream of dragon ladies, a fire goddess, and her lover. (I think he was working too hard.) The industrious men produce abundant crops and find plentiful fish in the new land of Hawaii.
Father sends for his daughter, who arrives safely, marries, and has her dream child.
This story is skillfully set to ORIGINAL music with dancing in beautiful costumes. The dancers are both young and old, and up close and personal. Very personal! (but modest, too) Even from our perspectives as haoles, the musical story clearly explained how amazing it was that Polynesians discovered and settled Hawaii thousands of years ago. The pictures aren’t nearly as clear, but from my perspective as a experimental photographer I think they are more than cool, so I’m including them. Don’t look for any explanations!!! 🙂
After the end of the production, the actors posed with anyone in the audience who wanted to take a picture with them. We tried taking one of Cindy, but we weren’t ready with the flash, and after two tries without one, Cindy grabbed her disposable camera, and we tried that. I hope it comes out!
Now for some different perspectives. Neither Cindy or Vince are known for their overwhelming enthusiastic endorsements. Both come out of the luau showering praises all over the parking lot, and in the car all the way home. It was “wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!” Cindy exclaimed.
“It was the best luau ever – BY FAR!” Vince raved.
If you are ever in Kauai be sure to go to the LUAU KALAMAKU. You won’t regret it. It’s the highlight of our trip. I hope you enjoyed it as well, complete with totally weird pictures. 🙂
Here are some pictures of the grounds we took on a different day.
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We, V, C, M and I, just got back from a wonderful vacation in Kauai, HI. Manny’s favorite place in all of Kauai was a famous restaurant in the little town of Waimea called The Grove Cafe. Yelp gave The Gove Cafe three star rating, and told us how to get there, but Manny gave it 6 stars and a few planets. You know when you see tour busses, that it must be a good place to eat.
Manny loved The Grove Cafe for many reasons.
- First of all everyone was very friendly and helpful and Manny got to drive a cart.
- He got to explore an outdoor brick oven.
- He got to order from the menu like a grown-up bear.
- The waitress smiled at him a lot, and told us that he cold play outside when we finished eating.
- It had a big room for dancing with Ute, only she wasn’t there.
- The food was amazing. Vince had a shrimp appetizer. Cindy had minestrone soup and salad, and Marsha and Vince shared catch of the day with sweet potato fries.
- There were no windows, just ledges so the ocean breezes ruffled his fur.
- It was so fun to play outside after we all ate.
- There was a huge banyan tree in the back yard.
You can play this song as you watch Manny in this slide show. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vlYUsZFTaWo
The weather in the Garden Isle of Kauai at the end of May couldn’t have been better. A few sprinkles were all that fell on us the entire week.
BTW We are going to have a week or two that we will rent at either Maui or Kauai. If you are interested in taking a trip to Hawaii, and are interested in renting our timeshare, please contact me by email: email@example.com
Once in a lifetime you should save your pennies and head to Mama’s Fish House. OK make that save your $20.00 bills. To a mainlander it’s almost indescribable. Click to make reservations which you may need.
We had just gotten off the airplane in Maui, got stuck in the Costco parking lot, and headed directly to Mama’s. The weather was picture perfect. It felt just as amazing as it looks here.
There aren’t really any bad seats in this ten star restaurant. Our table was not right up by the so-called windows. The windows are there, but they are fully opened. And yes, the water really is that turquoise. It’s not that color almost anywhere else – even at our resort!
Ordinarily ginger, lobster, and fungi rate about the same to my taste buds, but this chilled asparagus soup, with a hint of ginger, won them over. (Look in the little cup – I already ate it!) We ate breakfast around 6:30 a.m. in California before we left, and our 1:00 reservation meant that it was 4:00 in CA. Sorry we were VERY
True to form
we I forgot to take pictures until it was almost too late. This fish melted in our mouths, and I wanted to lick all the flavor off the fins, but restrained myself. A light sweet vinegar bathed the fresh vegetable side dish. I guess it clarified our palate for the dinner to come, which I also forgot to photograph, and I didn’t want to give your dirty dishes AGAIN!!!.
What is it about these crazy food reviewers anyway? You’re just going to have to trust me on this one. Mama’s Fish House serves gourmet food, and the atmosphere will charm you. If you’ve ever been there feel free to write your own review in the comments section. If you haven’t been there feel free to write anyway! It makes my posts a lot more interesting when you add your opinions!! Besides, I love to hear from you, and it makes me feel loved too!