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April 7, 2008
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World Traveler's Club

Do you like to travel and experience foreign cultures? Share your trip experiences and photos here. We'd love to hear about your journeys. And even if you can only travel in your dreams, here you can view many wonderful travel videos of strange places far away and see from your armchair what others spend vast sums to visit.

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Traveling seemed so far fetched to me as I was growing up in Maui, Hawaii. My father had not even visited his home country since he arrived in Hawaii in 1932. I was born on Maui in 1949, so the Philippines was never a part of my life, but I imagine he was very homesick. His first trip to his home land was in 1966.

I did not leave the state of Hawaii until I was 20 years old in 1970. At that time, my first trip out of state was to Guam, where I had a nightly singing stint at a top notch Japanese Honeymooner's destination hotel and at Andersen Air Force Base on Sunday evenings. I received lengthy applause whenever I sang a Japanese song (I knew only one). There was always a tough audience at Andersen's, but they were very compassionate. I was homesick and hated every moment of my 3 month stint on Guam. 

My late husband grew up in Birmingham, Alabama. Our first visit with his family was in 1975. A rude onlooker referred to me as a "****". As the reference was not friendly, I kept my comments to myself. 

In a vast leap to near present time, my partner and I traveled to Prague, Czech Republic last May. We were sitting in a local pub in Beroun, a town outside of Prague, sipping wonderfully smooth beer. The pub had two tables situated under a color television featuring Zorro in Czech. We sat at one of the tables and five gentlemen took up the only stools at the bar. During our respite, I noticed that the gentlemen were curious about us. They were openly obvious as to what they were discussing. One mentioned "Mexico" in reference to me, I supposed. I turned around and smiled, and they returned the greeting. 

Before we left, we asked the bartender in broken English if we could purchase one of their beer glasses. Nothing fancy, just a souvenir of that day in Beroun. She understood and wrapped two beautiful glasses in newspaper and handed them to us. We offered her money but she refused. Then I turned to her customers, pointed to myself and said, "Hawaii not Mexico." Their bewilderment of someone from afar exploring their locale showed warmly in their smiles and in their eyes. This was one of the better memories of all my travels.

In the meantime, I'll post other stories of my travels as the days go by. Please share your travel memoirs with us at Write On Maui, too.