Hawaii Calls

Hawaii Calls....Listen and you can hear the ocean as it breaks on the shore.  The ocean beckons you, calls to you, sings to you.  
When I listen to my Hawaiian music, I feel a sense of longing to see my home once again. 
When I dance, my heart longs to embrace Hawaii once more.

OK....back to reality.  Don't get me wrong, I love my home....I still have families there and I hope to go back home to visit them soon.  
I said, visit....possibly 2 weeks, maybe 1 week.  It would be very difficult for me to stay any longer then 1 week, I get rock fever if I stay any longer.
Anyway, the islands to visit....Kauai (the Garden Isle), Hawaii (hope you can find ways of amusing yourself because Kona and Hilo Hawaii shuts down around 9pm), and Maui.

Oh....if you should hear funny kine  talking, it's only pigeon.  If a brudda come up to you and say, hey brudda, how you...he's asking you 'how are you'
You have to listen closely, he is speaking english....it's called 'broken english'


If you visit Waikiki Beach.....NO! you are not in Japan.  The last time I was home it was in 2003....we have a lot of Japanese restaurants in Waikiki and their entrance has a sheet hanging, that's their door.


I must admit....I do miss the beaches, the sunrise and sunsets, the FOOD, my family and relatives, did I mention the FOOD.
Next year I will plan on this trip so I can show my boyfriend my home, my culture, my FOOD, my language, and my family.
For a haoli boy....he speaks good pigeon.