Hawaiian Punch

Forget the punch. How about a nice Hawaiian? On my recent vacation on Kauai, I tested my endurance kayaking upstream (with a paddle), hiking 8 miles round-trip to a secluded waterfall, running 6 miles in the sand with the waves crashing at my toes. I also learned a thing or two. I learned how to surf, and I learned that the ratio of men to women on the island is 10 to 1. That's right. It's a veritable sausage fest. Yet, the local women I have met are as frustrated as those on the mainland with the dating scene. They say the men there are boys...great to look at with their surfer bodies, but lacking in intellect and more concerned about how the waves are breaking than how to please a woman or make ends meet financially.

One waiter I talked to at Roy Yamaguchi's The Tavern was quite the opposite. At 27, he holds down two jobs so that his fiancée of 5 year can pursue her artistic endeavors, acrylics of seascapes, which she refused to sell through a prominent Beverly Hills gallery for $15,000 ($13,500 more than her artwork usually commands), because she didn't like the other artists they represent. He covers the $1875/mo rent plus the $500 electric bill (Kauai has a monopoly on electricity so think solar if you plan on buying a second home on the islands).

A Haole valet I met at the St. Regis Princeville on Kauai's lush North Shore said it's quite a scene here. The indigenous want white women, the white women want white men, and the white men are looking for the next wave of lonely female tourists on an island full of honeymooners. Sometimes being a woman has its advantages. Traveling alone to Kauai is one. 

Despite the disproportionate ratio of men to women, Kauai is a remarkably safe place for a woman to travel alone. Disclaimer, disclaimer, disclaimer. I take no responsibility for what happens to any other woman who travels alone here, but having explored isolated hikes on the top of mountains with no AT&T service, I assure you I couldn't get raped here if I wanted to. Even in the bars, the men are gentlemen. Maybe because the women are so few and far between and their chances of scoring are so slim that they don't want to make things worse with bad press. 

My thought is: Girls' trip to Kauai. Time for a little weenie roast on the beach.

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