A lady in Hawaii was arrested for stealing a can of Pinapples from a store. The judge asked the lady - "How many slices were there in the can" ? " There were only 6 inside the can, my Lord", replied the lady. "So, I am sentencing you for 6 days in Prison". Her husband who was seating nearby shouted, "She also stole a can of peas".
Jokes apart - it ain't no joke that there are no snakes or rats ( to complete the food chain) on this beautiful Island. The locals have religiously adhered to strict procedures to prevent any invasive flora and fauna from getting into their paradise and spoil their ecosystem.
The Island is full of tourists and natives alike who can be seen wondering around wearing the famous "Hawaiian Shirts", loose fitting outfits with different hues and colors - so typical of the island.
Prodded by Trailokya Sir, I scoured through the literatures and booklets on hand for informations about the famous Hawaiian shirts (there is a overdose of informations available here). Though different tales have circulated over the decades over the story of these fascinating, exotic shirts, historians mainly attribute the design to a group of wonderfully creative and artistic people during the time Hawaii was emerging as an island paradise for tourists. Tentatively the time was early part of 20th century.
Most experts concur that it may have been be inspired from the Japanese Kimono and the Polynesian flowery culture in the region which includes but not limited to the islands beyond Hawaii, the likes of Fiji, Tonga, Samoa - the signs of which is very prolific on this island, shirts or otherwise. What we know for certain is the Hawaiian shirts put the Island on the global map. Widely sold and attired, it is one of the best symbols of the island's bohemian culture.
Next stop is the Big Island of Hawaii where the action is - the recent eruption of lava from a volcano which is very much in the news. This island hopping flight from Honolulu to Kona hardly took 30 minutes, one of the shortest distance flights I have ever taken. Once the flight takes off, no sooner you finish chanting Laxman Sivaramakrishnan or Chatur Mahadevan Ramalingam 108 times, than you will be at your destination.
For a small duration flight, the Hawaiian Airliner wasn't small at all - with a few front rows reserved for the Business Class folks. Seated in the very next row, the first row of Cattle class (Business class in beyond my pay grade), I playing a voyeuristic peeping Tom poked my nose at the Premium stuff being cordially served just a row ahead, while I slipped my small cup of Orange juice offered nonchalantly by the crew.
The Air Hostess immediately realised this and drew the curtains down to my reverie by closing the few inches of open drapery which enabled me to steal a look through the inside. I felt like a stray cattle viewing through the gate of a big bunglow deriving vicarious pleasure at the Alsatin dog fed well by his master with a feeling of "I am there but not yet there, so near yet so far", until the house owner notices the cow and shooes it away. More later from the Big Island of Hawaii...
Jokes apart - it ain't no joke that there are no snakes or rats ( to complete the food chain) on this beautiful Island. The locals have religiously adhered to strict procedures to prevent any invasive flora and fauna from getting into their paradise and spoil their ecosystem.
The Island is full of tourists and natives alike who can be seen wondering around wearing the famous "Hawaiian Shirts", loose fitting outfits with different hues and colors - so typical of the island.
Prodded by Trailokya Sir, I scoured through the literatures and booklets on hand for informations about the famous Hawaiian shirts (there is a overdose of informations available here). Though different tales have circulated over the decades over the story of these fascinating, exotic shirts, historians mainly attribute the design to a group of wonderfully creative and artistic people during the time Hawaii was emerging as an island paradise for tourists. Tentatively the time was early part of 20th century.
Most experts concur that it may have been be inspired from the Japanese Kimono and the Polynesian flowery culture in the region which includes but not limited to the islands beyond Hawaii, the likes of Fiji, Tonga, Samoa - the signs of which is very prolific on this island, shirts or otherwise. What we know for certain is the Hawaiian shirts put the Island on the global map. Widely sold and attired, it is one of the best symbols of the island's bohemian culture.
Next stop is the Big Island of Hawaii where the action is - the recent eruption of lava from a volcano which is very much in the news. This island hopping flight from Honolulu to Kona hardly took 30 minutes, one of the shortest distance flights I have ever taken. Once the flight takes off, no sooner you finish chanting Laxman Sivaramakrishnan or Chatur Mahadevan Ramalingam 108 times, than you will be at your destination.
For a small duration flight, the Hawaiian Airliner wasn't small at all - with a few front rows reserved for the Business Class folks. Seated in the very next row, the first row of Cattle class (Business class in beyond my pay grade), I playing a voyeuristic peeping Tom poked my nose at the Premium stuff being cordially served just a row ahead, while I slipped my small cup of Orange juice offered nonchalantly by the crew.
The Air Hostess immediately realised this and drew the curtains down to my reverie by closing the few inches of open drapery which enabled me to steal a look through the inside. I felt like a stray cattle viewing through the gate of a big bunglow deriving vicarious pleasure at the Alsatin dog fed well by his master with a feeling of "I am there but not yet there, so near yet so far", until the house owner notices the cow and shooes it away. More later from the Big Island of Hawaii...
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