Fifth in a Series
My friends picked me up in their rented car at the Waikiki Surf.
We drove first to Diamond Head, then through the stunningly beautiful residential district of Kahala, with its spectacular homes, then to Blow Hole.
Along the way, we stopped many times and took losts of pictures.
By the time we reached the Polynesian Cultural Center on the windward side of the island, it was time for lunch.
That’s when I had my first plate lunch, which came with three big chunks of fresh pineapple. I had never had fresh pineapple before, but I detested canned pineapple.
My friends were very enthusiastic when they saw the pineapple, telling me how lucky I was. I didn’t know what to do. I knew that if I didn’t eat it, I would hurt their feelings.
But the thought of putting those chunky yellow wedges into my mouth turned my stomach.
So I devised a strategy to get out of eating at least some of it. By offering one piece to each of them, I would only have to eat one piece myself, make myself look good – and not hurt their feelings!
They were delighted to share the pineapple with me. And I was delighted, too – until I bit into it and discovered that it was absolutely delicious!
That’s when I discovered the vast difference between canned pineapple and fresh pineapple.
To Be Continued
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My First Trip to Hawaii: the Big Island
My First Trip to Hawaii: Arrival in Honolulu
My First Trip to Hawaii: Pineapple Surprise
My First Trip to Hawaii: Lazy Days and Sundays
My First Trip to Hawaii: Here Today, Gone to Maui
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