While I am trying not to be buried under an avalanche of essays/papers this weekend, I cannot help but reminisce about my last trip to Hawai’i (no essays followed me there). On the trip, I was fascinated by the many signs that I imagine I am likely to see only in Hawai’i.
The signs for the restrooms at the Honolulu airport always make me smile, and I believe the Munich airport in Bavaria should adopt similar signs: lederhosen and dirndl.
I found the marketing display geared towards Japanese tourists in the international terminal of the Honolulu airport rather entertaining; I have no clue who this character is and why he/she is participating in all these activities around the islands, but I am intrigued. I have never seen another country/place advertise itself with odd creatures.
Plenty of signs highlight living with aloha, but I like the sign that for me says: “No matter what, one cannot have a bad time in Hawai’i; come here and leave in a better mood.”
At some Kaua’i gas stations, gas is still pumped for customers. It felt odd to sit in the car and watch someone else pump the gas for me.
My favorite brand of sunscreen available in Hawai’i (but originally from Florida) is Ocean Potion. In addition to its great sounding name (in my opinion), it also comes in the scent of sunshine. I have never really thought about what sunshine would smell like, but this truly fits: a little citrusy, a little sweet, and a little salty. I usually bring plenty of unopened bottles of Ocean Potion home to California to last me the year.
And of course, surfing is popular and mentioned in plenty of signs and on products. Here is one of the more entertaining shirts about surfing:
Maybe it is time to slather on the scent of sunshine and wear my surfing shirt before I get back to those essays that are still waiting for me.