It really kills me that the mango tree in our yard is taller than me, especially given we were born at the same time. I also have yet to bear fruit. But that's exactly the random train of thought that living in a one-playground town like Makakilo will provide.
There's simply not much to do here, high in the hills on Oahu's leeward side, except chill out in the yard and think of things like tropical fruit and, perhaps, what gecko noises might truly mean. Sure, you could pass the time by stalking the local ice cream truck, recognizable from that jingling tune that's half creepy (I hate you, Stephen King). Or, if it's a Sunday afternoon, you could weasel in with the neighbors for a barbecue in a nearby cul-de-sac.
Makakilo Community Park is the heart of the town, with its basketball and tennis courts, activities center, wide open field and a playground that seems to be updated every few years. For outsiders, however, it's just another community park with one exception: the amazing nighttime views, from Kapolei to Pearl Harbor to Diamond Head, visible from nearby; it's like a sucker punch to the face. read more