Vertigo Leg 4: 2006, World

Dec
07
2006

Day off, Honolulu

The past couple of days have been relatively low impact as everyone begins the process of packing up and winding down. My daytime activities have included such rock and roll tasks as sorting out my receipts or buying underwear (its either that or do laundry which is out of the question at this stage of the tour.)

The past couple of days have been relatively low impact as everyone begins the process of packing up and winding down. My daytime activities have included such rock and roll tasks as sorting out my receipts or buying underwear (its either that or do laundry which is out of the question at this stage of the tour.)

This evening I escaped again and met up with my pal Darren Hayes whos here with his partner, a mate of theirs from Oregon, plus Darrens mother and aunt. I met up with this unlikely combo at their hotel, the Royal Hawaiian, which is a symphony in pink, much like the Madonna Inn-on-Sea. The ocean front bar is the Mai Tai bar, so it would have been rude to have anything else. Before long we found ourselves swilling washing-up-bowl-sized drinks that seemed to consist mostly of golden syrup and lighter fluid, topped by a fruit pile that would have embarrassed Carmen Miranda. There was a house band playing soft rock classics with a front man who chatted to the (large) patio of drinkers. 'Whos here with the Honolulu Marathon?' (faint cheers), 'Whos here for the Pearl Harbour anniversary?' (fainter cheers), 'Whos here for the U2 concert?' (entire bar erupts with drunks whooping, chanting and pounding the tables).

Later we ate at a Benihanas type place where impossibly chirpy chefs cook in front of you whilst juggling carving knives, kitchen utensils and flame throwers - a concept billing itself as - I kid you not - 'Eatertainment'. Once again it seemed everyone in the place was talking about U2 and what time they were planning to get to the gig, etc. Looks like half of Honolulu is going to be there with a great deal more having flown over from the mainland.

Having eaten we helped ourselves to a little more 'drinkertainment' before I headed off to see if I could break into the retirement community without having the police called.
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