The first day was boring. We got in the plane at 6am. By the time we got out of the terminal of Honolulu International Airport, it was already 3pm, local time. No, it’s not just 9 hours of flight. Remember Hawaii has a six hour time zone difference from the Eastern Time? We just spent a whopping 15 hours on the road, including one stop in San Francisco.
My spirit was high; I couldn’t wait to carry out my evil plan to dominate the trip, while my parents were really tired.
Only then I realized my first big mistake along the trip. The Bus.
Before that day, I did some research about Honolulu, and found out that they had a extensive bus system to take you anywhere. Some people from Internet said you didn’t really need a car to go around, and parking lots were scarce. So I made the strategic decision that I wouldn’t rent a car in Honolulu. Therefore I spent a lot of time doing research on bus routes. The plan backfired when we had to sit in the bus for 1 hour and half to get to the hotel. During the bus ride, I was nervous because I couldn’t find a bus map in the airport. Purely relying on my weak memory to recognize the waypoints, I felt very insecure. My mother had a bad knee, so if we got off the bus at the wrong spot. Either she had to walk a long way or we had to hail a taxi, either one was undesirable. At the mean time, my parents constantly looked at me and asked, “Are we there yet?” I felt like I am going to have a nervous breakdown. As I was fretting out, an old man sat right next to me, and he opened a map, THE BUS MAP!! I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. Anyway, I started talking to him and he was such a gentleman that he pointed the current position for me. Instantly I was all relieved. Crisis averted.
After settled down in the hotel, I decided to hike up the Diamond Head Crater. It was said that the tip of Diamond Head Crater held the best sunset view of Honolulu. My parents were too tired to follow. I would go solo. The time was about 5:10. There were about 80 minutes until sunset. What was I waiting for? Go, go, go!! I rushed down the hotel and waited for the bus 23 and 24.
And I waited.
And I waited.
And I waited.
I successfully talked to two strangers. Saw a lot of other buses passing by; waved many Japanese on the trolley buses. There were just no 23 and 24 in sight. Out of patience, I went in an ABC convenience store to buy a soda (they are like Starbucks in Seattle, everywhere). The moment I finished buying some other souvenir, I saw a bus 23 going through. I was astonished. It took them more than 40 minutes to send me a bus, and I missed it!! Now what should I do? Wait another 40 minutes? No way! I told myself. I would rather walk there.
So the long march to Diamond Head began, because of my stupidity and the ridiculous long waiting time for the bus. The temperature was very warm. Still wearing jeans and long sleeve thin sweater from NYC, I wished I have changed the clothes in the hotel.
By the time I reached the entrance, the time was 6:30. I was out of breath, sweating like an underdog. Worse of all, the park was closed. People in the bus stop looked at me with a curious look, thinking this over-dressing guy must have walked such a long way for nothing.
The bus stop had some really nice looking ladies. They must have been waiting for a bus for eons. A young muscular man approached us. He was half-naked with long blond hair. My goodness, what a sight! I thought. The ladies must all went crazy for him. Well, actually nothing happened. Everyone was just minding his/her own business. Maybe half naked men was a common sight in Hawaii. Nobody was surprised except me. As later I saw, yup, they were like Japanese in Hawaii, everywhere. But secretly I wished I could see more hot babes in bikinis.
The bus came, and I swore this would be my last bus ride in Hawaii, period.
Back to the hotel room, my parents told me excitedly they watched a beautiful sunset in the Waikiki beach. It looked like a giant fire ball, burning up half the sky … I was quite devastated to hear those. It was supposed to be me, who proudly stand on the top of Diamond Head Crater, watching the most beautiful sunset with Waikiki beach on the right, Maunalua Bay on the left, and the ocean in the front. Now I had walked 3 miles, and not seen any of it. It certainly would make anyone frustrated.
Anyway, the first day sucked.
Oh, I almost forgot. I did have some great time on the first day. With frustration, I did head out to the Waikiki beach, and happened to watch a very nice show featuring some most beautiful dancing girls I had ever seen in Hawaii. I didn’t know what that event was for. It was quite good, and free. The MC was nasty when talked to the pretty German girls, but who could blame him? They were just too pretty on the stage!
The German girls whom were teased on stage. The MC was funny but his jokes were off-limit.
The final dance. Every performer was on the stage. A great finale!