Aloha : hello and goodbye
It was a mid-week inter island flight. Not fully realizing I had left my newfound dear friends behind in Maui I kept the Aloha spirit and met Leslie at the airport on Wednesday night. Finishing my time on Maui, I changed gears from working to full out vacation mode. Upon her arrival we took a drive up the east coast of Oahu. I couldn't believe the difference already in the two islands. Finding myself in a big city surrounded by freeways and palm trees was a sight to be seen after living on an island with only 150,000 people. Bustling Honolulu was before my eyes and all I could think of was Hawaii 5-0 and Blue Crush. I was excited to see my dear friend and excited to see what Oahu had to offer.
Our following days took us to Hanauma a beautiful snorkelling location. The sun was hot but the reef was loaded with colourful fish! We ate hummus wraps on the beach and Leslie avoided getting burned as the hot hot sun was a shock to the Canadian skin! Our day continued as we drove to Waimanolo Bay and beyond, the perfectly white sand couldn't get boring. I was happy to continually indulge in smoothie bowls endlessly on the island. One favourite being the North Shore's popular Haleiwa Bowls, a food truck ( which is a very popular way to eat here) but a close tie was The Beet Box in Haleiwa an artsy cafe on the outskirts of the surf town.
Upon Carina's arrival on Monday we couldn't wait to pick her up from the airport and take her up the coast- hoping for some whale sightings! She also had to lather on the SPF- apparently 30 wasn't good enough for beginning of vaca. The UV doesn't lie.
Referencing Leslie's Lonely Planet guide was our bible for the week or so, we consulted every move and place to eat by the book. "What does the book say?" Was a common phrase. Thankful for every recommendation we found ourselves at some stellar sushi places, seafood trucks (for them) and local breweries. Checking Pearl Harbour, and a fun Luau off our list, we were content with driving around the shore line looking for some great beaches and personally watching some impressive surf on the North Shore. We were able to give it a go on the iconic Waikiki beach but definitely need some more time with it.
With only a few days remaining on the islands it's hard to know what to think. A battle of emotions as I look to Canada where there has been a dumping of snow. What will I wear when I get home- I've literally been wearing flip-flops and a bathing suit for almost 3 months. What will happen next and where will the road lead. I'm reminded that the phrase of Aloha translates in Hawaiian as hello, but also goodbye. Even more deeper it translates into love, peace and compassion. As I wave goodbye to the islands this coming week I take with me love. Never tiring of watching the ocean, the green mountains and the relentless surfers. I take with me the memory of the people I've met; for only a moment in time. The experience of travel has taught me that wherever you find yourself in the world, whoever you meet is for a reason. There is depth to your acquaintances and experiences.
Never let them go , learn from them and think on them.
So, Aloha to a never ending story. Goodbye to this chapter and Aloha to what is next. I have hope it's going to be good.