Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1916-08-19

aIlZllS TIE enormous poSSlDlltIlcS Va
Honolulu as a tourist resort. II is
true the wave of popularity has come
with almost startling suddenness, but
Il has nevertheless found Honolulu
practically unprepared, and, notwith-
standing the additions to the Moana
hotel aud other places. believe the
sjtustion during this coming winter
will be as bad as. II not worse than,
II was during Carnival week last Feb
ruaTy. ~. ;. -.
Mr. Forbes has evidently listened
to the plant Of the hustling tourist
from the mainland, that there is not
enough doing in the way OF entertain
mcnt in the city. The modern tourist
wants to do something different al
nICst every day, and when he comes
tC Honolulu he very soon exhausts
her attractions, many though they be.
II may instance the case OF the aver
age visitor. his experience seems to
be something like this: He arrives
in the early morning, and proceeds
to his hotel; he rests for a short while
as he waits for his baggage to ar
rive from the wharf, and then he
starts out on an exploring expedition.
His first objective is the famous
beach at Waikiki, where, nine times
out of ten, | believe he expects to find
hula girls performing with true ma.
tive abandon" He gets there in due
course, wanders along to Kapiolani
Park, inspects the Aquarium, and then
It is time for lunch. AS a general
rule. he will drive to the Pail in the
afternoon. and in the evening he will
enjoy the novelty of the soft, cool
air. and the silhouettes of the palm
fronts against the moonlit sky.
The second morning, he gets away
early and HES him round the island,
being little disappointed to find that
he has to go via the Pail, which he
has already SEEN However, he goes
over cannery and sugar mill, has
lunch at Haleiwa, and returns over
the delightful Schofield table-land to
the city. That evening he is little
at loss for something to do, and
probably drops into picture show, or
something of that sort On the fol-
loving morning he docs" Moanalua
Gardens and the Bishop Museum, and
then he is ready for new conquests.
He does not care to walk very far. be-
cause, at first, he finds the coastal
climate somewhat enervating. He
does not want to climb up the mount
ain trails. beautiful as they are, and
he finds himself in a mood where he
wants to be amused and entertained
With q minimum of exertion to him
self.
Now, probably many people will be
Inclined to find fault with my pre-
sentation of the above. can only
reply that in the days when ] came
here as tourist. it was my. own ex-
perienee exactly, and it has since
been confirmed by very large num-
Der of the visitors from every part
OF the world, who come to the Infor-
nation Bureau asking what to do with
their time
Amusement Pier Fills Want
Mr.. Forbes idea of an amusement
pier is exactly the one thing most
wanted. / have many, many times
heard complaints of the almost entire
lack of music in this city, and while
/ do not necessarily agree with that,
I certainly think more might be made
cut Of the opportunities Honolulu has
in that direction Hawaiian music is
in a class absolutely by itself. 1
have heard native music in many
parts of the world. and in the majority
of cases it sounds more like real
dog-fight than anything else. The
Hawaiians, like the Welsh, are born
musicians, with the soul and poesy
of harmony deeply ingrained in them.
Their melodies. so often in a sad and
plaintiye minor key, are the most
haunting things on earth, and / can
fully understand why it is that so
many people feel that ragtime, by
blatant brass band of about hundred
pieces. is more like tin can than the
can itself. Hawaiian music is an asset
which is sending tourists to the ISL
ands by the thousands, and it must
be remembered that every tourist who
comes here just naturally joins the
come back club, and does good work
for us on the mainland.
Therefore, any proposals for the
amusement of the tourist are worthy
OF the closest consideration, and be
lieye that Mr.. Forbes recreation pier
would prove magnificent income
producer for the city, if run in the
right way.
Bournemouth, on the south coast of
England, was tiny seaside village
IN pine-wood, some sixty years ago.
someone made the discovery that the
scent OF the pine-woods was good and
peasant, and from that beginning
town began to spring up. 1t grew
very slowly, and even today would
not have been more than a fair