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410, Atkinson Drive, 96814, Honolulu, Honolulu County, US United States
kontakter telefon: +1 808-735-8161
internet side: www.chabadofhawaii.com
Større kort og retningerLatitude: 21.289874, Longitude: -157.839257
Yehoshua Levy
::Amazing experience, just beautiful! Great people, food, services, classes, great for kids!
Elizabeth Kratz
::Visiting the Chabad of Hawaii was one of the most special Shabbosim I have ever had the honor to keep. The food was delicious, and Rabbi and Rebbetzin Krasnjansky were extraordinarily kind, attentive and welcoming to use, both before our arrival and while we were with them. The davening was superb and both the rabbi and rebbetzin shared inspiring, memorable words of Torah. Their learning is world-class. I strongly recommend calling the office before you arrive to make sure any Shabbos arrangements you have to make regarding the International Dateline, the lack of Eruv or electricity can be made with enough time before Shabbos begins; Shabbos in Hawaii does require some workarounds that are not present when one stays in one's home. But how could it? Enjoy the natural wonders of America's 50th state, and as one of the regulars said when we got there: "Shaloha!"
American Services
::I am very thankful for hosting me. It was a great service and a lot of attention and respect to the guests.
Rena Levin
::We enjoyed 2 meals last Shabbat at Chabad of Hawaii. We found connections to the nice strangers we met there, enjoyed laid-back meals cooked by the rebbitzen (who was welcoming.) The large fans needed to cool the room were noisy and limited hearing the sermon and some of the services. 20 minute walk from our hotel, and it was much nicer than eating in our room.
Lauren 'Rachel' Maultasch
::My husband, infant and I stayed at the Ala Moana hotel, as it was the hotel that essentially houses the chabad. We were told that there was only one issue, that there was a a few steps from the hotel to the entrance of chabad that did not contain an eruv and that we could get a bellhop to carry our infant that distance. Well, this was definitely NOT the case. Not only was our room only accessible by electronic key, but there was no way down to the lobby. The staircase had automated lights that led to an emergency exit only. The elevator could only be accessed by sliding your key card. My husband and I had only three hours to Shabbos, so we went down to the chabad for answers. Only a few people were around. No one said hi to us, nor welcomed us. When we asked where the rabbi was, we got shrugs. Finally, I asked for the Rabbi's cell phone number. When we called, the rabbi seemed confused that we were asking questions. "Don't worry, we have Shabbos goi's who do melacha for us." That was his answer to everything. My husband and I had no choice but to stay put. It was rush hour in Waikiki and traffic does not move. My husband and I ran downstairs for licht. Again, no greetings, no "where are you from's," nothing. We felt SO unwelcome. We just wanted to eat our meal, which was a whopping $35 per meal per person. Yes, you have that right. For two adults, it cost us $140 for Shabbos. Now, granted fruits and vegetables cost more in Hawaii, as do meats. Got it. However, this food was unedible. The chicken was so salty, it couldn't be consumed. The salads were mass produced before Shabbos and served for both meals. Well after one night of sitting in dressing, the green salad was limp and mushy. The cholent beans were not cooked and the actual broth was luke warm and a deep, dark brown. The food was inexcusable. It was flat-out disgusting. And I paid $140! I could have purchased my own food for less than half of that. Now I don't mind supporting local organizations, but I realized why my bill was so high, for food that was sub-par. The reason why my bill was so high, was because I was footing the bill for all the locals. After our dinner, we were escorted up to our room. But come morning, we were literally held hostage until someone came to get us. The person who was supposed to be at our door at 10am, didn't show up until 10:30. And after lunch, all the Shabbos goi's had left. The rabbi had forgotten or failed to ask a Shabbos goi to stick around so we could go back to our room, which by the way, we paid for an extra half a day to stay there until Shabbos was out! We asked a bellhop to carry our infant the few feet, as we were told they would do; however, the bellhops argued with us and told us it was a liability! We felt completely robbed and lied to! Not to mention, we ended Shabbos hungry.