Whenever the weekend rolls around, I feel a bit of homesickness for Oahu. In my heart, I’m a Maui girl. I grew up on Maui. Wore the blue and white uniform at St. Anthony from K to 8, danced hula on the stage at Maui Mall, played tennis at Wells Park and graduated from Baldwin.
After graduating from UH Manoa, I decided to stay in Honolulu. It wasn’t a difficult decision. I had offers from several big 6 firms and a Honolulu boy boyfriend. Like many other college graduates, I was eager and excited to start my life as the quintessential yuppie. I lived on Oahu for more than two decades. I worked long hours, shopped excessively and rarely ate a home cooked meal. I raised my first puppy, bought and sold a condo I loved, joined the Junior League, had a beautiful wedding at the Royal Hawaiian and competed on several tennis teams that represented Hawaii at the national level. My entire adult existence, my accomplishments, disappointments and memories are on Oahu.
After the ex pup daddy and I separated, I decided to return home to Maui. Tired of city living and missing my family, I longed to live where I could see the stars at night and live a creative but simple life. I love Maui and don’t regret my decision but a part of me will always miss Oahu.
What I miss most…
Exertennis on Sundays at the Kailua Racquet Club, this class is an hour and a half of tennis drills with constant running. It was a great workout with the best group of women (I miss you, sniff…). I went every Sunday morning, for years, without fail, as long as we weren’t rained out and I was injury free.
Spinning class at 24 hour fitness with great instructors, during sunset, on the patio overlooking Waikiki beach.
Olive Tree Cafe in Kahala was my go to for healthy takeout. My regular order was shaorma with greek salad and baba ganoush with pita.
Sashimi, sushi and salmon skin salad from Nobu followed by the bento box dessert with flourless chocolate cake. Italian food from Arranicino in Waikiki or Mediterraneo on King Street. Indulging in honey toast and ice cream at Shokudo. Omu rice from Cappuccinos or okonomiyaki from Chibo’s.
Really good acai bowls from Lanikai Juice, Vitajuice in downtown or Blue Hawaii Cafe in Ala Moana. (the Maui Down to Earth interpretation is just not the same)
Dim sum from Royal Garden and Japanese pastries from Saint Germain.
The Saturday morning farmers’ market at KCC. Organic veggies, fruit, free range beef, fried green tomatoes, new caterer offerings, orchid plants and fresh ginger ale. Followed by migas or the crab omelet from Bogarts on Monsarrat.
Shopping at Nordstrom Rack, Dolce or during last call at Neiman Marcus. Fighting Eel and Fashionista’s Market on my lunch breaks. Modern furniture window shopping at Design Within Reach and the Design Center.
Holidays with my sister, brother in law, auntie and uncle at our cousins’ house in Lanikai.
Living five minutes away from the Apple Store, Town and Whole Foods.
In a ten mile radius of central Honolulu, you could hike in a bamboo forest, have afternoon tea at the Moana, eat ono Japanese food, shop at the best stores, hit the beach by the Natatorium, run up Diamond Head, adopt a dog or go dancing.
My friends…from the Stingers, Na Meli O, UH, PWC and Prada. My life is not the same without you.
What I don’t miss…
TRAFFIC! TRAFFIC! TRAFFIC!
Working in a high rise, sure the view is nice but during a fire drill it sucks walking down twenty stories in a dark stairwell wearing a pencil skirt and heels.
Frizzy hair, that’s right you heard me, my hair is less frizzy on Maui. Who knew?