Paradise remains paradise…


Honolulu has always been the main gateway to paradise. As you can see on the period postcard reproduced above, this gateway had an airport to match. Passengers could drink their Kona coffee right next to the apron and people alighting from the planes were embraced by the perfume of the flowers found in abundance everywhere.
In most places when a new airport replaces the old, it is more modern and more comfortable but it usually keeps little or nothing of the old sphere.
Not in Honolulu! The new airport, which is as modern as they come, welcomes you in surroundings which are as near to the spirit of that lovely old airport as they can be. Judge for yourself…

As you walk from your plane, look left... this is a garden surrounded by the terminnal...

 
Look... no fences, no restrictions... just aircraft so near, you can almost touch them!

 
Hawai'i music as you enter the concourse... what else did you expect?

 
Paradise... indeed!

 

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