We at the Hawaiian Sybarite have only just returned from a trek to the North Pole. No, really. The North Pole. Ka Wēlau ʻĀkau.
Our inner Viking delighted at the frozen vastness of Greenland, not to mention the utter strangeness and familiarity of Iceland before that and, of course, we love nā mālamalama o ka ʻākau—the Northern Lights. But the experience made us realize one thing with cold clarity: we are Hawaiʻi.
Hawaiʻi's flag near the magnetic North Pole, outside Qaanaaq, Greenland.Our inner Viking delighted at the frozen vastness of Greenland, not to mention the utter strangeness and familiarity of Iceland before that and, of course, we love nā mālamalama o ka ʻākau—the Northern Lights. But the experience made us realize one thing with cold clarity: we are Hawaiʻi.
