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As the cold weather rolls in – which I absolutely love – I am thinking of the sunny days. Not the Parisian summer heat, but the heat by the sea. Louis and I’s trip to Hawaii seems like only yesterday.



When Louis and I were visiting my Uncle in Hawaii, we knew we’d have to climb a crater. It’s just one of those things, right? Right outside of Honolulu is Hawaii Kai, the home of the Koko Crater. We set ourselves to embark up the Koko Crater, which was our view when we woke up in the mornings. The West side has an abandoned set of railway tracks that were apparently used during World War II to transport supplies and personnel to the top of the crater, a lookout point.

You’ve got to be on your game as climbing those tracks is no easy task. It seems so simple when looking from afar and even still when you start, but once you start you realize how steep it gets, and how thirsty you get, you realize you were wrong. Not to mention there are active runners and joggers in fancy running gear hopping between the wood beams like it’s easy breezy. This was no slice of pie!

Once at the top of Pu’u Mai, the crater’s highest peak, you forget that the hike was tiring as fuck un the heat and that you shouldn’t have brought a big bag (I was that person). The view beyond Sandy Beach and Hanauma bay, the whole Eastern shoreline of Oahu all the way to Honolulu with the blue blue ocean as far as you can see you simply makes you realize how beautiful the world is and just how small we humans are. We wandered around the top for a little while, checking out the abandoned dollies, manmade cells and huge cement platforms that are left from World War II. The are wild flowers and dirt trails, obviously a lot of tourists, but a panoramic view that made my heart skip a few beats. We just sat and gazed off into the distance.

On a sidenote, going down was actually quite stressful with the railway beams just far enough apart to make it difficult and all those marathon-like runners literally running down next to us. That was our only work out while visiting Hawaii. There’s even a Yelp for this hike, ha!


Early this summer Louis and I had the luxury of spending a week in Oahu, Hawaii. As you can see by the picture above, it was pretty dreamy.

I just keep dreaming of it, and the view of the umbrellas on the beach from above came up in one of my dreams so I just had to share more pictures of this magical place. While we were on the island of Oahu visiting a very dear relative of mine, we spent 24 hours in Waikiki, the more ‘happening’ part of Honolulu. Waikiki is where all of the fancy hotels are, and the somewhat fake beaches lined up one after the other with differently branded beach umbrellas and hotel towel colors.

In Waikiki we strolled, window shopped, sipped Kona Brewing Co. beers (Liquid Aloha, as the bottle says) and people watched as the sound of the waves crashing became almost silently familiar for us.

Did I mention we were super high up so we had a stunning view of the ocean? It was simply breathtaking and made me quite scared to stand to close to the end of the balcony. I’ve got vertigo. But the endlessness of shades of blue I could stare into forever.


My summer was slightly earlier than the “normal” French summer. Louis and I went to Hawaii during our trip to Colorado in early June. It was magic. I hadn’t been since I was younger, and never realized really how much I appreciate the ocean. Growing up in the mountains turquoise endless waters aren’t really our only idea of beauty and relaxation… and honestly I had forgotten how magical it is to be at a beach.

This beach that we discovered is called Sandy Beach, around the way from Koko Crator. It was calm on the sandy side, but with rigorous humongous waves crashing before our eyes. I guess I’d say that it was a more rugged patch to swim in, but that was intimidatingly refreshing. It was ironically a more secluded beach, even being just off a road that goes all the way around Oahu.

I still dream of wandering that island some more.


It doesn’t really get much better than this.

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