We went to an ancient Hawaiian human sacrifice temple called Mo’okini Heiau. Delightful, isn’t?
[Pronounced: Moh-‘oh-kee-nee hey-ow]
[Don’t worry, I didn’t sacrifice my parents. The thought of it was tempting, but I decided against it.]
The luakini heiau [Hawaiian for human sacrifice temple] was empty. No one was there besides us. Our guidebook said that it gave them the creeps (they said this was the only place on the island that they avoided, besides the DMV) . I personally found that it gave me the creeps also, though not as bad as what the guidebook described.
The heiau itself was made of 15 feet thick stone walls that were probably 15-20 feet high (possibly higher at times). Inside the heiau, there were stones scattered everywhere. Around the heiau, there was a a low stone wall. Inside the wall and surrounding the heiau was grass. On the north side of the compound, there was a large, flat stone. This stone had an indentation in it. It looked like a body would fit perfectly in it. I was under the impression that this was where the sacrifices were done; but I did some reading and found out that this was were they did sacrifice prep and once the sacrifice was done, they would take the body here to skin it and make fish hooks out of the bones. (They also ate the meat. Human meat.) For a picture, wanted my parents to lay on the stone like they were getting sacrificed, but since the indentation was filled with water, they declined. I found out later that only people with a death wish should lay in it. (On second thought, maybe I should have had my parents lay in it… Just kidding. I really do love my parents.)
After we had been there for about 25 minutes, I looked up from my camera and noticed that I couldn’t find my parents. My first thought was, Oh, very funny. Next thing I’ll know, they’ll jump out from behind a wall and scare me. (They later told me they didn’t think about that. How boring is that?) My parents had left me all alone in an ancient human sacrifice temple. (Again, I would like to stress that this place was creepy. I mean creepy.) At this point, I must admit I was freaked out. I ran to the small wall and saw my parents at the bottom of the hill next to the car. I was creeped out and ran as fast as I could back to the car. It was a creepy experience.
[I’m actually quite lucky my parenst didn’t sacrifice me. I’m sure I can be quite annoying at times.]
Since I can’t post all my pictures of Mo’okini Heiau, you can go to this link and get more info on it along with a short video. [If you’re friends with me on Facebook, I will post more pictures sometime soon of it there.]
Some other things we did: we went to church in the morning; we went to Pololu valley and saw a great black sand beach there, got rained on, and I was stung by a Portuguese Man-of-War; we went to the sacrifice heiau; we saw King Kemehameha’s birthplace and then went to a resort and used their beach (all beaches in the state can be accessed by the public – even the fancy resort beaches).
Anyway, here are my pictures.
day two hundred sixteen : mo’okini heiau grounds
Heiau wall and ocean view
Sacrifice stone and heiau walls
Close up of the sacrifice stone
Field above pololu valley
Crab at Pololu beach
Thanks for reading!