We'd like to say that the first feeling when stepping Honolulu airport is lostiano ecstasy, breathing the same air that travels through the black smoke in the breeze brought from the seas that cleaves the Kahana ...

But no. The first feeling when stepping Honolulu airport is sultry heat and humidity. It is a small airport, with shuttles (small buses) that are constantly in the terminal to the car rental counters. It is not something essential, but advisable, to have a vehicle. There is good public transport network, but it is slow and times are not very large. After checking that no blue Volkswagen vans available for rent, let alone design boomer,

Arriving there tried to convince the receptionist to let you set up a tent on the beach with some plastics, because you need your own boar hunt to complete your orientation period. Obviously no school, and kindly offer you a room with all amenities. After a brief reflection, we decided that perhaps our destination on the island not go hardship, and we accepted, but not before whispering softly, "do not tell me what I can do".

One of the things that is striking in Oahu and Hawaii in general is the unbelievable kindness of Hawaiians. Nothing seems stressed out and solve everything with a "mahalo" (thank you) and sign of the "shaka" (similar to that made Ronaldinho to score a goal).

After installation, we take the car back and give a tour of the city. Kamakawiwo'ole Isaak sounds incessantly over the radio with his version of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow". The first 75 times it is charming. While 76 would want to be deaf.

We took the afternoon to visit Honolulu. Strolling through its small historic center, we find a sacred place for fans of Lost, but this deserves a separate post.

As they have left us our own boar hunt for dinner, and we have no food Dharma, we get in a restaurant to eat fish typical of the area: the mahi mahi. It gives us heart sank when, after tasting it, we read in our travel guide "mahi mahi" means dolphin. With the anxiety of having eaten Flipper, and on the verge of tears, ask a native if that's true, but confirms that no, "mahi mahi" means "dolphin fish". With the peace that gives us knowledge that we have not committed a Flippericidio, we go to sleep.