When one thinks of vacationing in Hawaii, the last island that usually springs to mind (if you even know of its existence) is Molokai. The least visited of the Hawaiian islands, this little slice of heaven is the direct antithesis of over-developed Oahu and traffic-choked Maui. The only news usually coming from Molokai concerns stories of local territorialism (Keep Out Haules, the severing of water supplies, the blockade of cruise ships, etc). What brought us there in the first place is a bit of "Twilight Zone" mixed with business and a little pleasure thrown in for good measure. However, the trip would change our entire perception of what Hawaii SHOULD BE as opposed to what it IS. In fact, we've already booked our return in April.

So why Molokai in the first place? First, we needed a place to shoot pictures for our sister website - www.girlskissing.co.uk - and second, a friend of ours had just built a lovely house on the water that would serve our needs perfectly. As a bonus, Freddy is part Hawaiian and would be able to assist with any local nonsense we might encounter, as well as learning more about his family, who originated there. I can't say we weren't apprehensive about going there, but the sense of adventure was too much to pass up.

Our travelling entourage included Paul Mallinson, designer extraordinaire and founder of Girls Kissing, Anh Tran, who owns Wanted List Video Rentals, and four adult starlets, pictured above. One was a veteran (Violet Blue, pictured in the red top), one had just won AVN's Starlet of the Year (Jenna Haze, on the far right), and the last two were fairly new to the business (Monique Alexander and Cris Taliana). Although we had only met briefly prior to the trip, we got along very well and were quite excited to experience a different side of Hawaii compared to the tourist-infested, sanitized version we had already seen on several previous trips.

To say Molokai and its locals converted and melted our apprehensions away does not even begin to describe our experiences. First, when you land and drive away from its tiny airport, you are greeted by a sign stating "Slow Down, You're in Molokai." You then drive down a sparse highway into the central town of Kaunakaka, where you won't find a single stoplight. Actually, you won't find a single stopligh6t on the entire island! As the wonderful agent at the island's lone rental car agency explained so eloquently, "The only nightlife you'll find here is enjoyed by geckos and mosquitoes." It turned out, however, that she couldn't have been more wrong.

Though her evaluation of the nightlife may have held true for Kaunakaka itself, the nightlife managed to find its way to us in the form of some friendly locals, who emerged from their houses nightly to enjoy a few beers on our porch and chat us up in mind-boggling pidgeon English (think of it as Hawaiian Ebonics). We even ventured from our sanctuary one evening and ate across the street with a local family and were treated to fantastic shoyu chicken (recipe can be found in our food section) and fresh garlic shrimp. The best part of the evening came with a medley of Hawaiian songs and the requisite ukulele. To top things off, we were treated to a demonstration of cockfighting on the front lawn! Oddly, it seemed totally appropriate. All the while, our intrepid photographer was getting some amazing footage.

The site seeing on Molokai was indescribable. Deserted beaches that stretched for miles, forests of Eucalyptus and Pine, and the unbelievable Halawa Vallery, with its 100 ft. twin waterfalls an hour's hike from the coast through lush rainforest. It seemed endless and, best of all, EMPTY. Tourists are definitely in short supply. We kayaked and observed whales breeching minutes from our balcony, waded through tide pools in our birthday suits, and waved goodbye to the sun each evening from our deck chairs. And don't get us started on the best frozen coffee drink on earth (the Mocha Momma, found at the Molokai Coffee Plantation). The Coffee Bean ice-blended will forever take second place.

We could go on and on about this lovely island, but that might convince too many of you to actually GO and see for yourself. So why spoil it further for us? Better you stick to the air conditioning and comfort of the other islands; we'll do the roughing it for you.