When I was just out of high school I use to go to Honolulu for a month every year with my hooka crazed smoked up surfer cousin, got airfare, a condo on the beach at the Reef and a beat up Grand Torino rental car with no brakes for 850.00 bucks. Those were some pretty wild times.We had to take alot of pictures just to remember we were there. We would go to Harry's underwater bar and watch the people fool around in the pool, then when they came downstairs to the bar they turned many shades of red when we all started cheering and applauding for there great performance....If it wasnt so damn far away Id come back, those 11 hour flights are tough on the ole spinal cord...as for weather there, none better, one year it rained all 32 days we were there...Id rather have a rainy day in Hawaii than another day here...you dont happen to have a guest house for a long lost polish car polisher cousin do you??
Sam