Hawaii is my home away from home. I won't pretend I am special in that aspect. I think most people who have experienced the barefoot life, the wild haired days, the salty lips, the sandy skin, feel in someway that this is how we're supposed to live.
Hawaii offers me a chance to be someone I'm not. A morning person. With the 6 hour time difference, I'm up by 5am (which is not THAT impressive considering its 11am back home) chipper and ready to explore the island, watch the sunrise- I'll even make you breakfast. It's fun being a morning person. If only for a week.
We always use airbnb. But this trip we stayed in Waikiki. This is the most touristy part of the island - there's a Hard Rock Cafe and Forever21 if that tells you anything. But I used to live in a high rise right on the Ala Wai so it was fun for me to be in very familiar ground. You can walk out of your condo and grab coffee or an acai bowl across the street. It feels like a bustling city. Shopping bags and to-go boxes and people fighting over parking spots. But a calm and private beach is an easy 15 minute drive. The best of both worlds.