Chillin’ in Waikiki
After a six hour plane ride, the usual rigmarole at the airport, and an hour long bus jaunt into the heart of tourist-centric Honolulu, we grabbed some sandwiches for dinner. As I type this, the students are having their digestive on the artificial lawn that forms the core of this section of urbanism-on-steroids Waikiki. Nothing… Read more »
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