When I stepped out of the hot, stuffy plane into the bright, dazzling sunlight beaming down across the burning pavement, I felt nervous and excited. Holding my beach bag in my hand and slipping sunglasses on with my other, I flip-flopped down the airspace. Over head I heard the screech of gulls and the chatter of the small fluffy sparrows. I couldn't believe it! I was actually in Hawaii. The Hawaiian sun beat down on my skin, warming and basking my arms in its radiance. I took a deep breath and smelt a sweet, flowery perfume wafting out of a small stand which was completely covered in different brightly colored garlands of all sorts. There were red ones, and blue ones, and pink ones, and just about any color you can think of. I walked over to the booth and picked up a white and pink garland that smelled so aromatic. I plunged my face deep into its cool, damp petals. My eyes closed, I breathed in the intoxicating smell that was coming from the little snowy-white flowers. I asked what the flower was called and the little old lady with her skin darkened and wrinkled by the sun, told me that this particular flower was called tuberose and the pink flowers were orchids. I couldn't part with the glorious smells so I bought the beautiful tuberose-orchid garland. The little old lady told me it was called lei, which is Hawaiian for garland.
After pushing my way through the crowds of eager tourists, I finally made it to my luggage. After pulling my purple suitcase off the conveyer belt, I made my way to the doors. As I started driving out of the airport and into the city, I started to see wondrous things. All the trees had bright pinkish-red flowers just decorating each branch and if there weren't any flowers, the trees were encumbered with mango's, papayas, and star fruit. I couldn't believe my eyes; Hawaii was just so stunning and lively. Everywhere I looked brilliant rich hues, every color of the rainbow leaped to my eyes.