Present number four.
A ring.
The plumeria is doing well.
Although there's a little mushroom growing. I don't think that's good to be in there.
We saw an event on Facebook for marine debris cleanup at Magic Island on Saturday.
We arrived a bit before 8am, and there were still many parking spots open.
Dr. Joy.
Swimmer.
I wonder why all of these birds are on that car.
Yoga.
On paddle boards.
Nice view of the blue skyscrapers.
Time to start pickup up trash.
Enough people showed up that we could pretty much cover the beach.
I went up by where the grass is because a lot of stuff gets stuck at transition zones.
Sometimes you'll see something, wonder if it's trash, and find out it's not.
Shiny metallic things are always trash, though; that's not a natural sight.
The other people were near the ocean and Ogii was in the middle.
Ooh, a necklace.
We came across these almost-buried flip flops.
And some others. I don't think these are trash; I think the owners are swimming in the ocean and buried their sandals to keep them from getting too hot and keep them from getting stolen, so better not take them.
These gloves were by a shower. Again, maybe someone dropped them here and will come back for them.
Some people playing volleyball at the north end of the beach.
We mostly see doubles, here and at Queen's Beach.
Now headed back the other way.
Ogii found the head of a hammer.
Everyone meeting. The organizers were Matt McConnell, the community outreach coordinator with Kalihi Beer, and Mafalda Gentil Martins Seiz de Freitas with the Center for Marine Debris research.
Our smaller findings.
Pilates.
It looks like it's a class. Having your business in the park cuts down on overhead as you don't need to pay rent.
There were other people who were scuba diving to pick up trash, but we stuck to the shore.
A few more pieces in these rocks.
Me reaching for some trash down between the rocks.
The long tongs make it much easier.
Now it's almost 11am and the parking is full.
Guam, that's a new one.
Another Hot Lava RAV4.
Next we went to Chinatown for the Hawaii Buddha Peace Festival.
A statue there.
With lots of writing.
A square with vendors all around.
And some musicians on stage.
Some vendors.
A maps.
Many businesses.
A mini-mall to the side.
Many stalls.
But only a few are occupied.
I wonder how much rent is here; would it be a good spot if you only needed a physical office but didn't have many people come?
The stores.
A grocery store.
Chinese newspapers.
Do Asians like alligator meat?
Back to the square for more music.
Many different classes.
A shrine.
Buddha in the middle of the square.
Time to eat.
Which one to pick.
There's many choices.
We chose Nepali.
Some donuts for dessert.
And some drinks.
Just outside of the square were some concrete benches.
Lunch.
This place calls itself a drive-in, but it's all Asian food, not burgers and fries.
Looking back after crossing a bridge.
Izumo Taisha Mission.
Large bell.
Entrance.
Wash your hands first.
Guard.
Some smaller bells you can ring.
The entrance.
The side.
Tin Hau temple across the street.
Inside.
Outside.
Beautiful carving.
Very long incense burners.
Shorter ones.
Their gods.
There's actually another temple up the stairs, Lum Sai Ho Tong.
This one is smaller.
There are pictures of many people in the back.
And one more temple nearby, Kuan Yin.
Entrance.
Inside.
Incense.
Senior apartments in Chinatown.
Cheap haircuts, too.
There are multiple grocery carts in the river here.
I wonder why there are so many.
You'd think someone would fix them up and use them.
And an office chair.
Guards back at the square.
Interesting stone block.
Older guys playing cards and dominoes.
The street signs here are also in Chinese.
Some event at the school across the canal.
A very long cloud.
Another present.
Jellyfish necklace.