Who said love is something between people of only one race or culture either? Love was everywhere.
It was on the beaches, in the lone candle flame flickering between two bent heads at the restaurant, in the silent unspoken shy smiles on faces, in the soulful eyes of strangers staring at each other while watching Hula dancers ululating to the magical strains of Hawaiian music. There were gray haired couples on second honeymoons and droves of Japanese couples. A local informed us that each summer people arrived from mainland
By the time the conference ended, we were replete with the cups of delicious Kona coffee, downed each morning to the accompaniment of the pineapple slices and Hawaiian drums. When the organizers sprung a surprise weekend trip to the oldest of the six islands of
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What we loved most was the secluded waterfront hideaway across from 10 miles of private beaches – a place made for love and eternal happiness. Some of the hotel staff accompanied us to the Vow Exchange. Mystified, we stared at the theatrical “Bollywood” like sets. The staff decoded the words atop one set and told us that if any of us ever wanted to get married the Vow Exchange offered an abundance of exquisite sites for every type of ceremony! An exotic flower garden, tropical waterfalls , lofty vistas...any thing for the all important knot tying!
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