One thing that I noticed during our trip to Hawaii was that the ocean was always in the wrong place.
I've lived all of my life in states that border the Atlantic Ocean; Maryland, Maine and Delaware. For almost half of my life, I have lived with just a few miles of the ocean coast here in Delaware.
I have a strong internal compass; I almost always can orient myself to the cardinal directions regardless of time of day or whether I am indoors or out.
The ocean belongs to my east. The sun is meant to come up over the water.
In Honolulu, the ocean is to the south. On the Kona Coast of the Big Island, the ocean is to the west. The sun sets into the water.
It was just slightly disorienting -- in a good way. It's good sometimes to be somewhere where your internal compass goes just slightly askew.