Big City Blues. A Lament of Honolulu

Big City Blues?

Waikiki, Honolulu, Oahu. 

2016-03-10

I'm just a small town kind of gal. As a youngster, in my 20's, I just knew I belonged in a big city. There is so much to see and so many people to meet and/or watch, that I was compelled to be 'there'. I fell in love with Seattle in the early 80's and my migration from Wichita was complete in 1983. I lived on Queen Ann hill, worked in Ballard and partied everywhere. Where has my love of city life gone?

Fast forward 33 years...

Our trip to Oahu was spurred by John's increasingly erratic heart action. With wild swings on his blood pressure and his heart rate, I was thrilled when I succeeded in getting three days of testing lined up. If you want a medical procedure or test done without waiting 3 months on the Big Island, it has to happen in Honolulu. This stuff is scaring the cr&p our of me. So off to Oahu we flew.

For $100 per night, we are staying in a studio condo in Waikiki for two nights. Get that? WAIKIKI. Bars, people, traffic, horns, restaurants, and more people. And did I tell you? There's SHOPPING. Super spendy, way out of my intrigue level, designer shops and stores. For some folks, this is the ultimate. For me it is something of a ultimate also. We could call it consumerism. At any rate, I stray from my initial thought. Big cities.

There is a beautiful beach in Waikiki.

The sunsets are spectacular. There is every reason for a tourist to think this is Hawaii. And for some, it is all of the Hawaii they want. For me, there is just too much noise, too many people and too much input. It makes me uncomfortable.

Tomorrow, after the final test for this stretch of research, we head to the airport and back home to our usually quiet Kapoho. For me, the east side of the Big Island is Hawaii. Thank God we are all put together with different stuff, or everyone would end up in the same place.  I know there will be more trips to Honolulu for some kind of medical reason. Or for an Off Broadway theater production. Who knows the reason, but it will happen. 

What's the point of this posting? Merely to say, I'm a small town kind of gal. Big cities are great to visit, but I want to be sure I can always find a way back to my little, quiet, corner of paradise.  My other point is that we successfully navigated this crazy medical provider system. There is the blessing. 

A hui hou.