Dan and I are in Hawaii.
Allow me to get this out of the way first: Hawaii is beautiful. The colors, scents, and waters are all magnificent. People are friendly.
Here is the problem.
Road/street names are impossible to pronounce, much less remember.
This has led to some one-of-a-kind conversations between Dan and me.
Dan: What was the name of that road we took to Rainbow Falls?
Debbie: Hmmmm. Did it rhyme with bikini?
Dan: No, not that one.
Debbie: Was it a long name?
Dan: No. Only about 12 letters, as I recall.
Debbie: Was it the name of a queen or king?
Dan: No, I don’t think so.
Debbie: Was it that Kamahamahamahamaha-something road?
Dan: Could have been.
Debbie: Then that was a queen or king road, Dan.
Dan: It had kiki in it somewhere, I think.
Debbie: Did it have those upside-down apostrophes in it?
Dan: Yes, and a hyphen, I believe.
Debbie: Something, something, something poo-poo?
Dan: No, it had a k in it.
Debbie: They all have k’s in them.
Dan: It might have been Kaholo.
Debbie: No, Dan. That’s the name of the boy at the airport.
Debbie: No. That’s a kind of grape.
Dan: Koali Li?
Debbie: The flower we said looks like a morning glory.
Dan: There’s a sign: Lio Hadway Pikonia Loop. Could that be it?
Debbie: Looks to me like that just goes into a neighborhood.
Dan: Wait! There it is! Waianuenue Avenue.
Debbie: Where’s the k in that, the hyphen, the upside-down apostrophe?
Dan: Well, I thought it had those things in it.
Debbie: I can’t help you if you give me bad information. Let’s eat.
Dan: Okay. What is the name of that restaurant we like?
Debbie: I can’t remember. I think the name starts with a k.