Day One January 19, 2012
We got up bright and early (4:30 am) to a balmy -29 C with a wind chill of -39C. I bundled up with 4 layers and then my down coat which I was going to leave at in the truck. We arrived just as the shuttle did and I threw my coat off and climbed into a nice warm van which left all the doors open while he waited 5 minutes for more people to arrive. Five minutes later it was -29C in the van and my down jacket was locked away in the truck. We arrived at the airport with plenty of time but the lineups were horrendous. We got our check in and boarding pass then encountered the same type of lineup for security. We had decent time and even got a Tim’s breakfast. Once on board a full flight we settled in for out flight. I had slept much the night before dwelling on Dad’s comments of the small jet crossing the ocean. If I had been thinking reasonably I would have realized (as Dad reminded me) that Westjet wouldn’t fly unless they knew it would be capable of doing so. Now I can relax in a tried and true plane for a 6 hour flight. “Welcome aboard Westjet flies to our inaugural flight of our new series for crossing the ocean. This jet has basically 0 miles of flight. You will notice we have no onboard TV’s but above they have 3 buttons for life vests. “ All I could think of was Rich’s comments on waiting a few years to fly a jet to make sure all the kinks were sorted out. In spite of my ‘nerves I had a relaxing trip and was sweltering in my 4 layers of wool when we arrived at Honolulu.
We were greeted by Westjet vacations reps and given an authentic orchid lei. So beautiful! We were then transported to our hotel and welcomed for celebrating 40 years of marriage. They asked if I liked ‘bubblies’ and stupid me….. not understanding what they were asking gave me the chocolates and kept the champagne. Duh!!!!!!!
The room is on the 16th floor so we have a beautiful view of Waikiki. The night life reminds me of Robson St.; lots of street entertainment, street venues and young people galore. Our tour guide told us the way to know you are at Waikiki is the buildings get taller and the clothes get skimpier. He was right.
We went for a Starbucks coffee which was conveniently located adjacent to our hotel, then went for a swim. Swim is not really the word to use as you really can swim in those waves so I paddled around. We were told NEVER turn your back on the ocean as a wave can catch you and pull you under. This doesn’t happen often at Waikiki but it does on the north shore where they love to surf. The waves are much larger and create a back current.
Following our ‘paddle’ we walked the main street and visited lots of shops. We found the international market place and had lots of fun looking at the various wares from hundreds of vendors. It was a mini Alvero Street. Home to bed about 11 pm after another visit to Starbucks.
Day 2, January 20, 2012
Fortunately we awoke early as my alarm was set wrong and it didn’t go off. I hadn’t had much sleep as the room adjacent to us has a connecting door. The young girls in there were laughing and singing REALLY loud until after 1 am. I should have banged on the door but I didn’t. We went for a quick breakfast and then caught our tour bus at 8:15am. The bus took us to Pearl Harbor with the guide (a man about 55 yrs. old) who was very knowledgeable and explained so much history to us. We were taken to a submarine that was used during the war and was recently retired and is now used as a museum. It is unbelievable as to how crapped it is inside; two people cannot pass each other. The beds are about 24” wide and not very long. I think everyone had to be less than 5’5” or you wouldn’t be very comfortable. I found the sub very claustrophobic but managed to talk myself into going all the way through.
We then toured on of the battle ship USS Missouri used during the second WW. It was big but sleeping was very cramped and they said you shared a bed. When your shift ended, you kicked the person out and you climbed into a warm bed. The ship was refitted with tomahawk missiles and used for the Gulf War and was just recently retired.
They had one deck that they called the Kamikaze deck (The name given to the special Japanese attack unit). During WW2, an air/sea battle took place off the coast of Okinawa. A Japanese fighter jet flew towards the USS Missouri hitting the side of the ship, losing a wing and exploding on deck. The crew put out the fire and found the pilot under the charred remains. The captain gave him a full military burial at sea. I thought that was very classy of the Americans.
We then went to the aviation museum and saw a plethora of aircraft. Our guide for this was a young student who wanted to be ‘cute’ so she wasn’t very good. Most of our contingent were seniors and weren’t into cute. Dad walked away and joined another group. It was interesting to see the hanger that was actually shot on during the attack and the bullet holes that remain in the windows and floor to this day.
The last place we visited was the USS Arizona Memorial and that was very sad to see the hull of the ship just below the surface of the water and yet close to 500 young men are entombed there. There is oil still seeping from the hull of the ship but it certainly isn’t bothering to beautiful tropical fish as they swim around globs of oil.
We arrived back at our hotel around 6 pm and then walked to the International Market and had supper.
Day 3, January 21, 2012
Today we go up early once again and ate quickly as we were being picked up at 7:30 for the island tour and Polynesian Multi-Cultural center.
Out tour guide was another native Hawaiian man but younger and reminded us of some of the native from FSJ. He would make jokes about the Hawaiians and the Europeans laughing the whole time. We never knew when to believe him… but he was fun. We went up the island highway through mountain tunnels and tropical forests. We stopped at one look out where a very famous battle had taken place by climbing sheer cliffs. It was so windy, and apparently always is, that I don’t know why they just didn’t blow off the face. We went to the Dole Pineapple farm and had lunch there. Fresh pineapple ice cream for dessert with about a cup of fresh pineapple thrown over the top. Yum!
We went past the north shore where most of the serious surfing takes place. There was a completion taking place at the time and lots of surfers were way out waiting their turn. I tried to take a video but it didn’t turn out well. The photos I took don’t do justice to the waves. The first one we saw got ‘in the pipe’ and was less than a quarter the size of the wave. He then disappeared and the wave curled over him. I was just sick watching it when suddenly the shot out of it, caught a smaller wave and zigzagged across and into shore. The next guy didn’t do so well. I never saw where he went but no one was calling the paramedics so I guess he was okay. There were lots of surfers we talked to later and they said they like to surf but they aren’t stupid. I liked that.
The Polynesian Cultural Center was started and is run by Brigham Young University. All the volunteers are students or family of the university. Many, this is their way of paying for their education. They are talented young people who demonstrate their cultural music and dances. We were given a Laue with authentic Hawaiian food (including pulling the pig out of the fire pit) and entertainment followed by a 2 hour theatrical performance of “Ha” meaning the breath of life. There was fire dancing with male dances and female hula dances all depicting the story. It was fantastic! We got home just after 11pm to our noisy neighbours but went to sleep immediately. |I was awaked at about 1:30 to gun shots and police sirens, … we were told that the strip has a high crime rate .. particularly thief so not to walk along. I was safely in bed on the 16th floor so went back to sleep J
Day 4, January 22, 2012
We got up early once again and packed up ready for a commute to Hawaii, the big island. Thank goodness we did that early as our transfer buss arrived 20 minutes early.
We got on a small jet and 35 minutes later we were in Kona. We rented a small compact car but when we went to get it they asked if we would like to upgrade. I said, “No” as I didn’t want to pay the extra cost. There is a huge golf tournament going on and compact cars are at a premium so we could get something else with no cost if we were willing. Dad’s never had a Jeep so we are driving a Jeep. Kona is lava. The airport is lave, the beaches are lava the gardens are decorative lava beds. They even build Ininooksuk (????) lava creations on the side of the road and in their yards.
Our hotel is older but very nice, and like our Honolulu hotel has an open lobby concept. The temperature is so consistent day and night plus year round they just leave everything open.