I haven’t been to Waikiki since I had a spiral perm, so I was surprised when visiting last week, how fantastic it was. Yeah, yeah, the travel writer raves about every place she visits, but honestly, Honolulu knocked my socks off.
From the houses that snaked their way up the side of the mountains to the onegiri available at convenience stores, Honolulu reminded me so much of Japan, and seemed to combine the best of Asia with all the conveniences of America. Sure it’s crammed with high rises and teeming with tourists, but who gives a shit? I’m no travel snob. Here’s a look at how I spent a fantastic 24-hours in and around Honolulu, Hawaii.
First we checked into Trump Waikiki. The views were pretty sweet, and I could’ve stayed here for days without ever stepping foot outside. We spent the night ordering up board games and whatever else we could think of to be delivered to the room.
The next morning we plunged into our surf lesson with Faith Surf School on Waikiki Beach. We’ve surfed in spots around the world, and this was probably our best experience. The water was deliciously warm and Tony, our instructor, broke it down into easily digestible steps, so we were able to stand up almost every time. Almost…
I made everyone stop for these malasadas from Leornard’s Bakery. That’s an apple-size ball of deep fried yeast dough in case you were too lazy to click on hyper-link. The IMBer would’ve been proud of me for throwing back two of those babies whilst wearing a bikini, especially after eating a plate lunch, which by the way, is never worth the calories, unlike my new best friend, the Portuguese donut.
Just on the other side of Diamond Head lies the Halona Blowhole Lookout, where plenty of tourists stop, but few hit the beach.
Eve couldn’t get enough of this beach. Volcanic rocks to climb, swells to get swept away in. It was an adventurous kid’s fantasy.
After zooming along the North Shore, we made it back just in time for Happy Hour. Doraku in Waikiki is where you want to go for inventive maki rolls and the best nasu miso I’ve had since my days in Japan. (Thanks for the rec, Flack-man!)
Have you ever been to Waikiki? Did you love it or hate it?
Thank you to Trump Waikiki, Hawai’i Visitors and Convention Bureau and O’ahu Visitors Bureau for sponsoring my visit. As always, my opinions (and crap grammar) are my own.