Outside many front doors in Hawaii, small ceramic plaques read: Honor the Hawaii tradition. Please leave your shoes outside. Or, Mahalo for removing your shoes. Or, my favorite, Please remove your shoes but no switching to better when you leave! My husband and I don’t have any such plaque outside our front door, but we do follow the tradition and inevitably, my shoes end up outside the front door when I’m going out the back. Or, they stack up outside the back door when I’m going out the front door. So, I mostly just go barefoot, inside and out. Every now and then, though, I head out the door, hop in the car and make for the grocery store, post office or bank and, halfway there, discover I’ve forgotten my shoes. It’s a little akin to the dream of showing up at school in pajamas or, ahem, naked, and even though many shops have signs that say no shirt, no shoes, no service, I can usually get by without shoes.