The toniest part of Kalakaua Avenue is a place to look and touch, but rarely to buy. The main boulevard of Waikiki is rife with upscale stores, and none are ritzier than those in the
International Market Place.
The location used to be an open-air bazaar (photo on right), filled with merchants hawking wares of questionable origins. Haggling was permitted, and cash was highly preferred as the medium of exchange.
At the new International Market Place haggling is gauche, and one needs a wheelbarrow to haul around the cash necessary to make some purchases.
For prudent's sake I brought only two credit cards. Maturity is not giving in to temptation, and wisdom is removing its opportunities.
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