Day off. Went into town about noon and went up to see Boppa Keip’s friend, Mrs. Hedeman — a very pleasant older woman. Turned out she had a rather attractive (not pretty) young daughter named Mildred, which rather-dated name she thoroughly disliked, and was very happily nicknamed “Patu.”
Left at around 3 p.m. and went to Trader Vic’s — was soon floating in the clouds with the aid of a couple of “fog cutters.”
Spent the night at the Royal Hawaiian with the truly beautiful pound of the surf to lull me to sleep.