The neighborhood of Kaka’ako on the island of O’ahu lured me for one reason: the colors! The streets display something like 40 murals, and instantly you get the sense that this community roots itself deep within creativity and culture.
The arts are something to be recognized and revered here. And with spots like Bevy and Cocina in the ‘hood for delicious refreshments, I could have roamed the streets admiring the pieces for hours. $1 oysters at Bevy’s Tapa Tuesday and then scrumptious fish tacos next door? Yes, please! (Hit up the corner liquor store first — Cocina is BYOB!)
The intricacies and details of this work floored me. The entire piece looks like it was made by roughly chiseling out the wall… a damaged front, yet so beautiful.
Stay cool and stay weird, Kaka’ako. You’re a dying breed. I’ll be back for more of ya, ya hear?
And at the top of week 3, the luster of solo travel begins to wear off into homesickness. I am equally grateful to 1) have the volition and aptitude to have gotten myself out here, and 2) to love the Glory that is California so much that the thought of returning excites me more than Christmas Day. “It’s nice to be in one paradise and to live in another,” my friend says. Agreed. Meanwhile, I’ve got another entire island to explore. Back to the trail….!