Continuing our adventures in Hawaii – the Waikiki Scene.
I was having lunch at the Surfrider Hotel on Waikiki Beach. I looked past the palms at Diamond Head crater rising majestically at the far end of the beach. The sea was flat with a trail of diamond sparkles leading out beyond an ever-present band of surfers waiting on their boards to catch a white haired wave to the shore.
A single sailboat came into sight and crossed my view with a big red and white spinnaker flying ahead of her white triangle, like a toy being pulled across the horizon of a beautiful painting. I pictured myself out there looking back at the shiny beach and seeing the rainclouds hovering over the mountains with a magnificent rainbow we saw recently–an intense crown of color cutting through the peaks and leaping valleys until we thought the whole island would be engulfed in the entire spectrum–a beautiful halo for Hawaii.
Man has dumped cement for roads and hotels, but the water is crystal clear, and the air is soft. The old magic of Waikiki is still there luring tourists and satiating the soul with the beauty that God created and creates.
On Sunday, we would park at the Hilton Lagoon end of the beach, and snorkel in shallow water past the Hilton Rainbow Tower and Fort DeRussy, the military hotel, almost to The Royal Hawaiian hotel, and then back.
If we saw a sea urchin, we took it in an onion sack to prevent the creature from hurting someone walking in the water with its venomous spines. We would take it home and clean it to reveal a beautiful purple shell we added to our sea shell collection.
One day we chose to snorkel at Ala Moana Beach Park and swam out to the reef. On the way back I was dismayed to see the water ahead was full of man-o-war jellyfish. Oh Oh! There was no one on the beach to warn or to help. I told Betty to grab the tail of my wetsuit, and I swept the water ahead to make a path for us. Perhaps providentially, we made it to shore without getting stung!