I went on a bit of a binge reading about travel writers and Hawaii. After going to Japan with my 1-year-old and 4-year-old, we stopped in Honolulu and Kauai for nine nights.

I’ve been to Hawaii many times before and had a vague understanding of its history. But as a kid, you don’t think about how a place used to be. You don’t consider what’s been lost or how America forced it to change. Or how beautiful the indigenous culture itself is.