by Kazu
Prticularly in winter, my wife and I are missing the island breeze of Hawaii and the aroma of the flowers blooming along the street. While jogging around on the slippery white road in Sapporo at the temperature of minus six to ten degrees in Celsius, I can't stop thinking about the warm wind from the ocean.
Jogging around with T-shirt and shorts beside Waikiki Beach from the hotel we stay to Diamondhead early in the morning is my routine during our stay in Honolulu.
The birds chirping on the road and the branches of shower treesand African tulips. They are not afraid of human beings including joggers like me. We are wondering when we will be able to visit there again.
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