In Search Of Historic Honolulu, Part 2

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​IN SEARCH OF HISTORIC HONOLULU, PART 2

...Continued from yesterday:
     A little while later that morning, Monday morning, while wandering the streets of Chinatown, trying to imagine these streets as they might have been a hundred years ago, Tom and I came upon an unassuming, storefront,

...with this sign attached to the door identifying it as the Hawaiian Heritage Center.

      We spent a moment discussing whether we should go inside. I was a weence reluctant based on the, shall we say, well-aged appearance of the structure. Tom, however, was more amenable to checking the place out. 
       "You're looking for historical places, right?" He said. "This place looks pretty historical."
        So we entered the Hawaiian Heritage Center, and were soon convinced that we had discovered a hidden - or maybe not so hidden - gem of Chinatown.
         Upon our entrance we were greeted by the two friendly Heritage Center staff members who, after accepting our $1 entrance fee, were happy to show us around and answer our questions.

      The little museum was full of artifacts, most donated over the decades by Hawaiian families or individuals of Chinese descent. 

     There were, however, other nationalities represented, as well.

       When one of the staffers saw me snapping pictures he asked if I'd like him to take a picture of me, to which I replied, "Sure."

      He also kindly offered Tom and I bottles of cold water, which we gratefully accepted after having tramped around town all morning in the Honolulu heat. I did insist on paying him for the water, though, as I figured they could use the donation.
       After we'd finished seeing the Hawaiian Heritage Center we were ready for lunch. I wanted to check out a restaurant that Theresa and Mayren had discovered on their foray into Chinatown ( see post from 4/24/2023, https://www.ailantha.com/blog/chinatown-cheese-corn-ice-cream-and-other-honolulu-delights​). 
        It was a Thai/Lao place called Olay's and located on nearby Hotel Street.
        Just as my daughter had described, Olay's looked fairly ordinary from the outside,

...but the interior was oh, so cute,

...and opened up into a lovely garden.

      I had a delicious pad thai,

...while Tom had a seafood dish.

      After lunch we walked around for a bit longer,

...then we headed for the bus stop,

...where we caught the bus back to Waikiki where, later that night, we caught the most beautiful golden sunset.