My Favourite Vacation

Trask is able to use logos to prove how tourism has affected the Hawaiian culture. Trask refers to Hawaii as a “She” who “Rubs off” on the visitor with her magical presence. The beauty of Hawaii is used as an escape from “Rawness and violence” for most Americans though, Trask mentions that the land has a “Western sexual sickness” (Trask 1993). “Of course, all this hype is necessary to hide the truth about tourism, the awful exploitative truth that the industry is the major cause of environmental degradation, low wages, land dispossession, and the highest cost of living in the United States” (Trask 1993). Trask says that the areas of Hawaii which were “sacred” to the Hawaiian’s have now been turned into top of the line hotels. The beaches that were once full of fishermen and their nets are used for recreational activities like surfing getting a tan and jet skiing. On most of the beaches owned by resorts, the beaches are reserved for hotel residences only. In the essay, Trask gives the readers logos as to how tourism is changing the land. For example, thirty years ago the ratio of Hawaiians outnumbered the tourist 2:1. Today,

Where is the Hawaiian dream now? You got off the plane and stepped out of the cab into Waikiki. The sun set behind perfectly curling swells. There are high rises with glass balconies, homeless men and women sleeping on their backs, bloated stomachs, tourists with plastic leis, mai tais, banyon trees housing chattering birds, lions roaring in the zoo... A potent energy concentrated in the land yields high real estate prices and a spiritual inebriation. Half drunk on mystical revelations weaving through the mature landscaping, a prostitute approached you:

Even though I was worried when we arrived here, I could still recognise that this island was beautiful. There were crystal waters and tropical palms. Sand that crunched beneath your feet and coral that decorated the ocean floor. Looks can be very deceiving though, Auntie. It didn’t stay beautiful for long and ever since we landed, I was praying that we would be rescued.

There is a strong distinction in the narrations between locals and foreigners. As the tourism industry expands on the land and the crowds come in, the locals can only watch as their land is overrun. At one point the narrator even reflects on the destruction of paradise that has come from the foreigners. Their land is no longer theirs and it is being constructed into a foreigner’s paradise. Hawaii is being morphed into the culture the locals despise. The locals distinguish themselves from the natives and through the narration it is learned that there is a worry that the younger girls are becoming more like the tourists. The respect for the land is leaving as the younger generations are raised in a time where the mainland culture has been incorporated into local culture. Paradise for the locals completely contrasts the paradise the tourists’ experience. This is paradise represents the area the locals are raised in, work in, and

Hawaii is a beautiful island and it didn’t take long for people to realize it could be a lucrative business venture. Hawaii’s tourism began, as “bourgeois desires for contact with the rejuvenating "primitive"” became something that interested

Sitting on the beach 3 years later, I let my pale skin burn to a crisp in hope to bring home a tan that my friends will be envious of. A drip of sweat fell down my cheek and I peered out to the massive waves crashing onto the gentle sand. The overcast clouds reflected a gloomy reflection down onto the waves. I watched as the tide pulled on the sand in different directions. The sand, not being able to resist

Julie Stewart Williams stated, “For Hawaiians the sea was intimate and familiar part of life.” She continued on to explain just how important it was to them.

There is no other place I feel more at ease than at Kiawah Island. I have been going to this summer getaway every since I was a baby, and my love for this little island off the coast of South Carolina will never fade. When we roll up the driveway of 90 Jackstay Court, I feel a surge of elation, as I know I will be spending the next week with my family, cousins, and grandparents. I run my hands across the granite countertops where I can already smell the intoxicating aromas of a home cooked meal. First thing in the morning, my cousin and I grab our sand battered bikes, and start pedalling on the boardwalk to the beach. I’m careful on the narrow wooden platform, with the painful reminder of when I fell off into the brush. We hop off our bikes

“The attraction of Hawai’i is stimulated by slick Hollywood movies, saccharine Andy Williams music, and the constant psychological deprivations of maniacal American life,” states Trask. “Tourists flock to my Native land for escape, but they are escaping into a state of mind while participating in the destruction of a host people in a Native place.”

Driving from Newton Kansas all the way to Orlando Florida isn’t the easiest thing you know. It’s long and doesn’t come with a lot of stops if you’re having to do it with my parents. The trip itself is around a 20 hour drive but when you include stops and everything together it comes around to be a 24 hour drive. This doesn’t sound like fun and you’re very right if you’re thinking this. The trip is for sure worth it though, we were going to “The Magic Kingdom”. The place where kids that kids are super energetic and just want to finally meet Mickey Mouse. This was my first time ever going so of course i was excited and just wanted to be there already.

I was ask to choose a mysterious wonder of the world and write an essay about my reason for choosing; umpteenth wonders appeared in the search box; but only one uphold my attention the most-Easter Island. The isolate island with hundreds of enlarge Moai statues line next to each other facing east is a story need to read. Some of the Moai are delicate carved from past active volcanic ashes by the Easter Polynesian islanders three millennium ago. The quality of the island get a lot of discoveries such as the culture background, the significance about the heads and legendary facts thanks to the archaeologists whom took the time to pursuit the island. As close, my purpose for writing this essay to inscribe words together and hope it create sense

Tourism was a big success and tourists began to outnumber the permanent residents. The attraction was clear: sun, sea, and the escape from the hardships of life in the Mainland. Hawai‛i was the ideal destination and the Visitor’s Bureau needed one word to establish what was good about the island. The Hawaiian word, aloha, which contains several meanings, one of which is an affectionate greeting and love, was used to greet tourists that arrived (Daws 394). Hawai‛i became a business commodity and transformed the outlawed culture into an advertisement to entice visitors to the islands.

When the sun begins to hide behind the horizon there is only one environment on the planet that harnesses the power to leave oneself in complete and utter awe. This one of a kind place captures all of the elements in their perfect and most striking form. The sky bolsters with eloquent colors, the warm sand caresses your toes, and the soothing waves break with the most perfect noise as to not break your focus on the sunset; it is just as captivating as a north poles aurora borealis. A certain feeling drifts along through a slight breeze on this sunset beach as you observe the sunset above the water. It is a warm and comforting feeling that most people can relate to when they experience the affects of love for the first time; a sudden rush of

My father proposed the idea of vacationing on Marco Island before the summer of 2016 after hearing multiple people rave to him about the breathtaking beaches and unforgettable experiences. My mother and I had never heard of Marco Island, but after five short minutes of browsing through images online of the picturesque island, we were instantly captivated and could not wait to see it for ourselves.

After taking in the relaxing scenery and sounds of the Nachi-taki it was time to go to our hotel in Katsuura. On this private island we watched from a hot spring the waves beat on the bay and the sun slowly set on one of our final days. The next day we decided we felt up to the task of going on one more final hike before the last day of our pilgrimage, We walked along the coastal section Kumano Kodo looking up at the towering cliffs above and looking down at the cliffs below. The sea rushed in and we rushed back for some relaxation before our trip back to Kyoto. Our last journey is back to where it all began Kyoto where we had a farewell dinner under the sky and trees of