My next-door neighbor is this hotel on Kuhio Avenue, and I have been fascinated by that sign since I moved here nearly 10 months ago. It’s just very pretty and old school charm, and it sort of reminds me of those grand hotels in Puerto Rico in Hunter S Thompsons novel The Rum Diary. Honolulu is full of these very charming old signs, and picturesque buildings hidden among the concrete jungle’s modernized and worn-down noise. You just have to open your eyes look around you and really see. It’s like vintage shopping, most people only see the ugly, flee-ridden parka, but if you open your eyes and actually look, you spot the amazing beaded dress hidden away underneath it. Honolulu city is my flee market and second-hand heaven.
I have shared some of my hidden gems on Instagram (@mbjorgum), follow me there to find more.
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this is soo rum diaries.. or maybe fear and loathing in vegas.
anyway, these buildings are kind of wanna-be-modern-a-la-jetsons, pretty nice picture anyway!
xx
Buhu, vil til Puerto Rico. Buhu, kan nokon spandere eit cruise og ein flybillett?
Paula: thanx !
Odette: hvis du finner noen som spanderer, spør om de ville slenge på ekstrabillett til meg også !