E komo mai! It is our joy and pleasure to share our favorite places with you.
"The true Isles of the Blest; that is to say,the Sandwich Islands--to this day the peacfulest, restfulest, sunniest, balmiest, dreamiest haven of refuge for a worn and weary spirit the surface of the earth can offer. Away out there in the solitudes of the vast Pacific, and far down in the edge of the tropics, they lie asleep on the waves, perpetually green and beautiful, remote from the work-day world and its frets and worries, a bloomy fragrant paradise, where the troubled may go and find peace, and the sick and tired find strength and rest. There they lie, the divine islands, forever shining in the sun, forever smiling out on the sparkling sea, with its soft mottlings of drifting cloud-shadows and vagrant cat's-paws of wind; forever inviting you, never repulsing you , and whosoever looks upon them once, will never more get the picture out of his memory till he die. With him it will stay, and be always present; always present and always fresh; neither time nor distance can dim its features, or dull their charm, or reconcile him to the thought that he will never see that picture with his eyes of flesh again.
The Islands are so beautiful: The richest fancy cannot imagine their beauty , and no brush can adequately paint it....The skies do weep, there but the leaves never fade--because the skies weep." Mark Twain
