I grab a chai tea and we wait out the brief shower.
It only rains for a few moments and soon we are back on the beach. No one else seems to notice, but the rain has left behind a glorious rainbow!
We follow the shore until our way is blocked by a large residential tower. Still thinking we will find our way to Diamond Head, we skirt around the edge of a couple of these big condo developments and, quite unexpectedly, find ourselves in a tiny storybook neighborhood.
Today is the Martin Luther King, Jr holiday and a parade is scheduled for sometime this morning. Since the islands don’t have a substantial African American population, we’re not expecting a big turn-out, but the parks are now filling up with booths, stages, a children’s area, and games for older kids. A band is warming up somewhere out of sight. Around us a light crowd is moving toward the street where the parade is about to begin.
The parade starts off as a motley collection of individual units and marchers, but soon picks up steam, with bands and dance groups joining in. The parade is mostly an amalgamation of “lefty” groups (civil rights activists, but also environmentalists, labor unions, and Iraq protesters), but Ron Paul has a contingent participating, as do a few others representing the other side of the spectrum, so it isn’t all one-sided. (Not that an all lefty parade would have bothered me, mind you.)
We dodge between units and run up to our room.
Ah yes, the view is much better from our lani!
A light rain begins to fall as the parade continues on. Music, cheers, and chants rise up toward us. At the same time, perhaps unbeknownst to those parading below, a gorgeous double rainbow touches Waikiki.