Day 6: Honolulu, 4

Later this afternoon we headed eastward from downtown Honolulu, passing into and through Waikiki's long row of uppity hotels. Then came Waikiki Beach's stretches of human skin. Resembling the flags of every nation, the hoard was made up of all age groups, all sizes (read: ALL sizes) and colors. We stopped when we reached the eastern stretch of Waikiki Beach, where hundreds of artists display their work for sale while toiling over canvasses depicting many versions of Diamond Head.

We got our own version with a single shutter snap.