I remember when I was a little girl, we would come to Maui each winter. We would arrive at the (old) Kahului Airport, the first thing I always noticed, as soon as they would open the plane door was how moist the air was and the sweet smell of plumeria. Back then, the stairs would drop down from the plane to the runway and we would walk across the runway to the terminal, with our hair and clothing and whatever else we had blowing in the strong Kahului winds. The Kahului airport was so quaint and sweet back then, the most unique part of it was the huge banyan tree growing out of the center of the terminal, it was so beautiful, and there was a little sitting area around the tree for wary travelers to sit and rest. I remember watching all the birds flying in and out of this magnificient tree and thinking, this is the best, I love it here on Maui! The two other things I remember about the old Kahului airport was the upstairs bar up that semi spiral staircase, that my dad would go up to to have a quick drink after a long day of flying with mom and all five of us kids. (Mom would send me up to the bar to go get him.) And the blind man that ran the newspaper/snack stand, I would go there to buy a candy and he would take my money and give me the proper change. I would watch him with my eagle eye wondering how he was so smart. Sweet thing, he was there for many years.
I only wish I was wise enough to have taken pictures of our precious Maui back then, I would love to share with you the essence of island life. If anyone has any pictures, I'd love if you'd share them.