Outside many small island towns, nature encroaches quickly.
What seems at first a jumble of quirky architecture becomes a microcosm of 20th century Hawaiian social change.
The sacred Waipi’o Valley – boyhood home of King Kamehameha I
Lush green grass, the deep blue of the ocean, dry rock wall fences and plump black cattle are as much a part of Hawaiian tradition as spear fishing and canoe racing.
Nearing the Hilo Farmers Market, the scents and sights are a kaleidoscope of sensations. Food stalls, produce vendors, flower sellers, clothing, crafts, jewelry and a even a seamstress radiate out onto the surrounding sidewalks.
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