“At noon I observed a bevy of nude young native women bathing in the sea, and I went and sat down on their clothes to keep them from being stolen.” – Mark Twain

When you struggle to find something interesting on the breakfast menu (and this is Day what, 29 or something?) you know its time to come home. Our trsvels have found us very much on the go, with my weary head – by the time of returning home –  having seen 15 different pillows, eaten about 80 meals in restaurants and hotels (skipping the occasional lunch), 10 air trips and a full day spent in airports. But we wouldn’t have done it any other way!

We arrived at our Waikiki hotel  yesterday – 2.5 stars only, but clean and confortable. I have only had to request a change of rooms twice, both within the first week (and there relates another story). We are 2 blocks from the beach but its cheap and close to everything. Had a huge arse lunch yesterday at one of the seemingly hundreds of beachside hotels. For those that don’t know the lay of the land, the hotels occupy the length of the famous beach.  Our refreshments during the course of the day are spent in an array of posh establishments with excellent views and sometimes cooling sea breezes.

Yesterday we dagged around a bit, getting our bearings. Today we visited the Pearl Harbour Memorial – very good, and very poignant. Just had a bevy overlooking Waikiki beach – I must admit, I like people watching, and there are many sights to be had here. And not all the sights are in bikinis, either.

But a few are.

The girls are off shopping somewhere on Oahu, the boys playing by the hotel pool. Theres not too much else to say, the weathers perfect, 90 degrees each day but a more comfortable in the evening. In fact we would have only had 4-5 days where it hasn’t been 90+. While much of the country is now cooling down as they enter their Fall (pronounced FARL), the best of the weather has followed us across this broad nation. It is fairly accurate when I say , as we depart each city, the weather turns for the worst. Lucky us.

So as the sun sets, we get to thinking of where we are to eat tonight, hopefully somewhere new, something different. All I know is, as much as I’ve tried to sample something different for every meal, I have still to get one of them good ol’ USA huge ass burgers into me. In our 4 plus weeks away, I am yet to have a burger (OK, so I've had a cuppla sliders but they don't count); I'm saving it for last. We’ll be having a great time, fo’ sure, y’all, no matter what I end up with for supper.