Free ... - First Time In Hawaii

"Jump in," Kai grinned, pointing to a natural tide pool carved into the black stone.

As evening approached, Leo found a spot on the sand at Poipu. He didn't have a ticket to a dinner show, but he had a bag of local mangoes and a front-row seat to the horizon. As the sun dipped, turning the ocean into liquid gold, a group of locals gathered nearby. One started strumming a ukulele, the notes drifting over the sound of the crashing surf. First Time in Hawaii Free ...

But as he grabbed his backpack, he remembered what the local woman on the plane had told him: "The best parts of the island don't have a price tag." "Jump in," Kai grinned, pointing to a natural

In Hawaii, Leo learned, the sun doesn't charge for the sunset, and the ocean doesn't ask for ID. The spirit of aloha was, and always would be, free. As the sun dipped, turning the ocean into

By midday, the heat was shimmering off the asphalt. He hitched a ride in the back of a rusted pickup truck with a surfer named Kai. Kai didn't take him to the crowded tourist beaches. Instead, they pulled over at a jagged stretch of lava rock.