One of the most amazing things about the islands is the fragrant air. The minute one steps onto Hawaiian soil, generally in an open-air airport terminal, the perfume of a thousand flowers is heady, redolent.
Reigning monarch of the Hawaiian flora is the plumeria, which finds its way into countless fragile leis, adorning the neckline of lovers, the hair of keiki hula girls, and mourning oceans. They hang on headboards and adorn pillows, enticing the dreamer into blissful sleep.
There used to be a place driving north of Kapaa on the island of Kauai where one could find a sign by the side of the highway--LEIS $2. I wonder if it's still there.
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