"That was one of my happiest moments, I must say..."

To paraphrase the eternally beautiful FRIDA, I have to say that today's expedition to Waikiki was very probably one of the happiest days of my life. The day started with an all-you-can-eat buffet (at some hotel, the name of which escapes me for the present) with my new friends Vanessa & Mark, followed by a stroll to Queen's Surf, a heavenly lunch at Lulu's with my pals Karen and Melissa who'd flown in from Vancouver, and an out-of-this-world afternoon spent swimming and frolicking about at Waikiki Beach. Never in my life have I seen so many YAMS lying around looking so fresh and delicious on a sun-drenched beach, but who was I to complain about ethnic vegetables on mass display in a public place? It was joyous beyond expectation. The day was topped off by a "beauteous evening calm and free" (though Wordsworth barely entered into the equation; nor would he have approved, me thinks) downing several mai tais at my favourite spot on Earth: the Royal Hawaiian. I think that I shall never live to see a more perfect day if I live to be a hundred. Please, whoever's in charge of my ashes - scatter them at the old entrance to the Royal Hawaiian, where I will float eternally upon the ethereal wings of ecstasy. And, a note to our efficacious guest blogger: would you be so kind as to upload a gorgeous photo of my hotel paradise (from my existing files) to accompany this post? I'd do it myself, but I'm blissed out and have no plans to return to reality...