And I’m pretty sure I got the day right this time.

We went to a “Luau”. Kinda. They had a roasted pig that had been in the pit for a couple of weeks.

We got the food from a buffet. It wasn’t too good. I finally tasted poi. Don’t.  It was Germaine’s Luau. We rode about 50 minutes from Honolulu in rush hour traffic to get there. You go through what looked like a big industrial park of some kind, lots of steel work. It was pretty ugly. Then just adjacent there was a little stand of palm trees. It was next to the ocean, but they wouldn’t let us on the beach. They had barricades.  I was filming with my IPhone, and I didn’t know this. It was dark and I couldn’t see. But my phone said it was recording, but it wasn’t. The hula girls were absolutely fantastic. I was filming away but not recording anything. Damn. From the waist up nothing moves except the arms and hands. But from the waist down it’s like a mag 8 earthquake. God only knows how they can move like that.

Here’s was I was able to salvage:


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3 Responses to Friday

  1. Len says:

    You weren’t able to salvage any video of Delores running up on stage and doing the hula?

  2. AndyW says:

    This past summer we returned after many years away from Hawai’i with friends who had never been there. So, of course, we had to attend a luau. Much like Germaine’s (but on Maui) with dancers and plenty of complimentary mai-tai drinks. I must have had ten – with no effect. Fun!

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