Interestingly enough, it exists! An insanely large maze, in the shape of a pineapple, designed to torment anyone brave enough to venture into its eerie depths. Okay, maybe it's not that ominous, but I still didn't want to attempt to navigate it. My luck is, I would either pass out from heat stroke 5 feet from the exit or simply never come out - my sense (or lack of) direction is kind of infamous in these parts, LOL. Which is why Isaiah ended up trapped inside of it with Johnny, while the parents and I munched on pineapple themed goodies and shopped inside the Dole Plantation store. Here is a picture (of a picture, since my ability to fly over tall buildings wasn't functioning that day) of the maze:
The Dole Plantation's claim to fame, besides being the producers of Dole Pineapples, is the fact that this maze was listed as holding the world record for being the largest one in the world. On the other hand, that was back in 2001 so I am sure that somebody, somewhere, has taken it upon themself to commission a ridiculously larger maze just to beat a somewhat lame record in a book. I mean, really, when was the last time YOU looked in the Guinness Book of World Records for entertainment? : )Eventually, Isaiah and Johnny emerged from the maze, so we celebrated by treating ourselves to some fantastic pineapple ice cream at the snack bar. After feeding the fishies in the pond, I entertained myself by stalking everyone with my camera:
Isa the barbarian...she likes to bench press me at home for fun : )
Once we tired of prancing throughout pineapple fields, we got back into the car and cruised down the road to check out the rest of the North Shore. There are pros and cons to rolling around this part of the island. One of the cons - at least for a Jersey girl like me who prefers to get wherever she is going as fast as possible - is that the road in this rural area is only 2 lanes (one coming, one going) with a max speed limit of 35 miles per hour. However, one of the pros FAR outweighs the cons. What, you wonder, could make a speeder like me slow down? See below:
No, your eyes aren't playing tricks on you. This is indeed a graffiti-covered, RV-style vehicle located on the side of the road. If I drove past it in the evening hours back home I would lock my doors and keep on truckin'. However, it is home to Giovanni's Shrimp Truck, a North Shore tradition and providers of the absolute BEST shrimp ever. And believe that everyone knows about it here, whether you are a local or a tourist. They have spicy shrimp, lemon butter shrimp, garlic shrimp...am I am starting to sound like Bubba from Forrest Gump?
Anyway, we got in line with a ton of other people and each ordered a garlic shrimp plate, which is served scampi-style with rice. Ohhhh, my.....all I can say is that we were in heaven. Garlic-breath and all.
Once we ate our food (I admit it, I licked the plate), the men appeared to be in need of a serious nap. Funny how this tends to happen after an especially good meal...and also when the word "shopping" is brought up! So, the ladies (Mom, Isa, and I) took the men (Dad, Isaiah, and Johnny) home and went right back out to scour the shops for some retail therapy. Oh, and if you are wondering where Amir was, he spent what he described as an "awesome" weekend out camping with his Sunday School class....coincidentally located at the North Shore!
And that's all for now. In a few short days, Mom and Dad will be returning to NJ, and our time together will be drawing to an end. I am trying not to think about it too much - denial is my friend at the moment. And since there are still some more stories to share, we won't focus on that sad fact quite yet. So - stay tuned for the next installment, for I will regale you with tales of spear-throwing natives, fire dancers, and strolls through seven authentic Polynesian villages. Oh, and did I mention a spectacular luau and night show? All this and more, during our adventure to the Polynesian Cultural Center - same bat time, same bat channel! (Sorry, I couldn't resist....you know you watched the original Batman series on television back in the day!)
2 comments:
wow, that Dole maze is incredible. i wouldn't go in either, i'd be afraid to get lost. but still very impressive.
I was born at Tripler AMC in Honolulu. We spent a lot of time on the beach by Pearl Harbor. Its too bad I havent been back there in 17 years.
It must be so beautiful. Hope you're having fun!
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