As I try to avoid the same potholes or metal plates daily on Kamehameha Highway, the Pali Highway, School Street, Waiakamilo Boulevard, Kapi`olani Boulevard, Dillingham Boulevard, and other highways and streets, I keep reminding myself that there really is a Honolulu city program that is making great progress in the never-ending battle to save our axles.
As I see a non-moving, moving sidewalk, construction cones forcing people to coagulate in walkways, yellow tape surrounding an area that isn't finished or hasn't been started, I keep reminding myself that the airport renovation project really is getting underway and will make our airport at least a bit better than its near-third world status for visitors and locals alike someday.
As the Senate and House meet and the spring season arrives, and then summer, temperatures in classrooms will once again rise above 100-degrees as people remind us that the keiki are our future… well, yes, but only if they could breathe and then think.
And as I hear or hear of helicopters and medics rescuing the injured from Maunawili Falls or the Stairway to Heaven, I keep reminding myself that someday, one day, these unwieldy issues of access or no access will undoubtedly be resolved. A great place to sit and contemplate these issues, of course, is at the Waikiki Natatorium, which erodes with the sands of time while decisions and progress aren't made. Think about it…