We got to our Waikiki hotel. Russ took off to meet up with an old friend for dinner. Mel and Emilly and I went down to Wolfgang Puck's and had pizza. One of Mel's cousins who works for medical referral came by and surprised her and the three of them headed out to see Honolulu, getting in after midnight.
I walked down the Waikiki strip, which I love. It's a place of everything. Every few feet there is some street "performer" (and I use the word loosely) trying to make some money. Here is a guy dressed in a monkey suit, standing on a crate, with his buddy playing the ukulele. Hey, you know this is America.
I walked down the Waikiki strip, which I love. It's a place of everything. Every few feet there is some street "performer" (and I use the word loosely) trying to make some money. Here is a guy dressed in a monkey suit, standing on a crate, with his buddy playing the ukulele. Hey, you know this is America.
In the morning we walked around Waikiki in the daylight, picking up some souvenirs. Waikiki has to be the most famous beach in the world and one of the greatest tourist strips on the planet.
View from my hotel room
Statue of Duke
Saipanese Tourists in Waikiki
At the International Marketplace in Waikiki
2 comments:
put a camera near Russ and thats what happens.....
I worked at Wolfgang Pucks in Orlando for six years. Is the one in Oahu a full service restaurant or just and Express?
They used to make the best salmon I ever tasted.
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