Day1

Day 1:
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The alarm woke me up at around 4 and as I slumbered for a little while more and opened the window a couple of hours later the ocean sounds and visual soothed away any tired muscles and something that is unusual for a work day both of us woke up earlier than usual. We had a bowl of cereal (save time and mullah) and headed out to Diamond head crater.

Being the cheap skates or health conscious we avoided parking right at the bottom of the hill which would have set us back by a fiver; we chose to park in a free parking area and walk for about 20 min and trek for about a couple of hours. There were some steep steps slippery trails but mostly greeted by smiling faces returning from the top and enthusiastic tourists and locals huffing away and passing us. Even though we were out of breath as well, we were going at just half the pace of the runners, yes there were people running up hill!!. There were a few look out points which served more like a good spot to take a much required breaks for resting the behind and grab some water.

The topmost point was more like a military look out post and the view was all that pictures attempt to show and more. The wind blew through whatever hair is left on top of the cranium and felt close to heaven. There is something about the bluish green tinge of the ocean that reaches to the deepest of being.

The trek back down was a lot quicker with a little less griping when going uphill. Our next stop was the historic infamous Pearl Harbor museum. We intended to see just the submarine bowfin and Missouri fighter vessel and skipped the air force museum. All the exhibits made us feel so close to a major historic moment. The submarine was fairly cramped quarters and visions from the u-571 played a little in my head. We saw tables where letters might have been written to close family members, happy moments disturbed by emergencies, poignant moments in shared loss, where boys grew to be men.

All these great thoughts were interrupted when we passed the mess halls when hunger pangs came back with a vengeance we quenched by a bad hot dog and a great cold cut (just by comparison) and chips. After a 30 min search of dining places, which could satisfy craving for authentic seafood without being too pretentious. We boiled the list down to a Thai place and a tiki's bar and grill. After passing by thet place it looked really appetizing with good ambience and not to feisty pricing. The mai tai was good and the signature drink was a touch below good. The fish in the medley melted in my mouth and the shrimp garlic in coconut gravy appealed nicely to my taste buds.