The China Town district is home to the usual range of weird asian shops and minimarts that sell crappy suveniers, cheap pirated DVDs and exotic food. Hate gifts basically. I sometimes wonder if the asian themselves shop here, or they leave that to the stupid tourists who think theyve found a little bit of Asia in America.
China Town however is also home to some of the trendier bars and clubs in Honolulu. This seems to be the place to go if you are not in the market for the particular brand of "young-fun-extra-power-all-night-long-banana-boat"-partying that Waikiki has to offer. People here wear tight jeans, mac books and fancy hair. Usually that gets old pretty quick, but in this case its actually a welcome change. Sis, Emma and I went to a bar called Manifest and were pretty surpiced to notice that this bar might as well have been situated in Berlin or Copenhagen for that matter. Nice to know when you have snobby european guest. I could have done without the tribal-logo myself, but apart from that it was a pretty damn cool little bar.
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