Enter Talking Heads lyrics here.

This is what I saw. Not as zoomed in as you see now, but you get what I’m saying.

See, there’s this inherent curiosity in guys that always gets the better of us. Which is why we refuse maps, challenge ‘the man’ and smell everything.

So when I saw a point, I told myself ‘I’d like to see that point’. And I did – but that’s not what this is about. To be honest, the point looked a lot like the rest of the island and I’m not sure exactly what I had hoped to find.

But, as the old adage goes, ‘the journey’ is the reward.

Wherever you go, rent a car. Or a scooter. Or a bike. Tuck an emergency quarter* into your sock for a phone call and head out.

It’s what I did.

I drove on roads like this:

I accidentally found churches like this:

I got lost. On the only road on the island.

Met a few locals.

Drank their coffee.

Picked up a hitchhiker.

Etc.

See, there’s something about the hotels in Hawaii that don’t want you to go anywhere. Which makes you wonder ‘why’?

Could be that they want your money.

Could be that they’re worried about your safety.

Or it could just be that they create this adult-Disneyland for you…

So they can have the good stuff all to themselves.

*This cost was entirely based on my years of 7-13 years of age. Prices may vary