ethel l. mclean : waikiki, 1912
[arriving at Honolulu on] [March Sixth]
We then piled
ourselves and our belongings into a hack and proceeded to drive out to
Hotel Moana on Waikiki Beach.
The drive out was a delight.
So many new varieties of palms and flowers and such a surprise after hearing as we had so often that there were no flowers in Honolulu.
We afterwards discovered that that was merely the popular way of saying that there were no roses andchrysanthemums, everything else abounded and there were many, to us, new species.
We had had some inti-
mation of that before leaving the boat, but as I had written for rooms a month before leaving New York, we were much surprised to be told that there was nothing for us and that we could consider ourselves very fortunate in that they had that morning succeeded in securing a room for us at The Young, in town!
The Moana was
most attractive, with a lovely garden, and charmin^y located on the edge
of the water and within sight of the surf -riders' favorite haunt, so we
hated to return to the town.
But rumors kept reaching us of the hard luck that our fellow passengers on the Korea were experiencing and it seemed wise to
make sure of what we could have.
The Young is a very citified hotel, but the table is good and there is a pretty palm-garden on the roof.
Incidentally it is free from mosquitoes, which the other is not.
The trolley rides
are many and beautiful and we spent a part of each day, particularly the
warm period, riding in this more plebeian fashion.
The trip to Manoa is one of the most charming.
Two things are left for next trip — the excursion, 15 hours each way in a boat, to the famous volcano Kilanea on the island of Hawaii, and learning to ride a surf-board.
A Gentle Jehu in Japan
Dodd, Mead and Company, New York, 1912.