southernmost point of the united states
So I have been to both the islands of Oahu
and the Big Island, and needless to say am a girl enamored. Both trips were very different; I went to Oahu a few years back with a past boyfriend, stayed in a house in a Kailua neighborhood, and essentially played romantic tourist. The Big Island, in January 2006, was a little bit more of an adventure; it was a combination of birthday present to myself, a visit with a friend, a transport of my friend's dog to her all the way from Orlando to Kona, and a job interview.
At any rate, I loved both islands for their dramatic scenery. Images that come to mind for Oahu are watching amazingly skilled surfers ride the huge January waves of the north shore, getting up early every morning to trek over to Leonard's Bakery for hot malasadas, wandering around the island in a convertible, and horseback riding the rugged interior.
found this overlook by chance (big island)
For the Big Island, because of all my reasons for going the images are all over the place: the stress of transporting someone else's dog on 3 different flights (not to mention spending a night in LA with the pooch and being told after boarding the leg from Honolulu
to the Big Island that the dog was not on the plane, but was "probably already flown there on an earlier flight" - don't worry - the pooch had indeed arrived to the island before me); the people I met during the multi-day interview and having to review whether I could see myself actually living there; hanging out with my friend at this local bar listening to some pretty talented singers do their thing to a karaoke machine; driving her prius (never did get used to when the motor switched to electric and sounded like it wasn't on) all the way to the southernmost point in the United States - this desolate, wind whipped and cliff lined area that seriously looks like a starkly beautiful end of the world; wandering the island amidst the ever changing scenery of volcanic rock and lush valleys; and yes - getting up early for malasadas again (although not as good as Leonard's!).
this is a sacred surf spot in Kona
And I swear, on both islands, there was this constant scent of plumeria and hibiscus on the ever present breeze
I will go back, but I've decided not to move there (at least while I have dogs of my own). Two islands down, and a few more to go....