Our journey from the mainland to the islands (as you can see, I’m adjusting to the local lingo quite seamlessly) was easy and uneventful and we started our vacation with a day trip to the Hyatt in Poipu for breakfast followed by a trip to a beach I found online.
Let me tell you about this drive to the beach.
It not only took forever, it was also the bumpiest most uncomfortable car ride I’ve ever been on and that includes our cruiser run at the Overland rally. So when we got there I crossed my fingers it was worth it.
Oh, it was worth it.
Even when it started to rain it was beautiful.
We were the only ones there for about an hour. It was definitely a bit of a hike from where we parked to get to where we ended up.
I think I said, “This is just so beautiful,” at least 20 times.
When the rain became a downpour we packed it up and headed back. We ended up going to a hotel restaurant that had good reviews but that we didn’t think was very good. We were exhausted and had an early night which is good because the next day was Dusty and Aimee’s wedding and we wanted to be all in for that.
The wedding was incredibly beautiful. The flowers? Ah, just look at them. The venue was gorgeous, the details were perfect and we got to hang out with some pretty cherry peeps. I drank all night and didn’t feel a damn thing until we were 1/2 way from the tent back to our cottage when
It hit me. I climbed in bed and was OUT. I couldn’t even watch an episode of Bloodline which says a lot. But let’s get back to the wedding and how we were both so honored to have been included and thankful that we were able to celebrate one of our most genuine and best friends and his lovely wife who is just a perfect match for him. 3 cheers and….hip hip HOORAY, hip hip HOORAY, hip hip HOORAY!
Then this morning we woke up and hopped on a plane to Oahu. We are jet setters like that, no big deal.
We landed in Honolulu and immediately needed some food to help fight off the hangover monster (just kidding, I don’t get hungover) so we went to a local bakery and ate Loco Moco which happens to be one of my favorite meals. It’s rice with a hamburger patty, brown gravy, and a fried egg on top. So delicious. Then we headed to our dump of an AirBnB we found on the internet….
That is directly outside our house. It’s a studio apartment type house that has two walls that open up. I’m sitting here listening to the waves as I type, actually. If you walk 5 steps, you’re on the sand and if you walk 10 steps you’re at picture #1. The owner is a pro surfer and his father in law Carlos runs the property and they are pretty great people.
Again with my love of board sport people. They’re the best, I’m telling you. One day you will all catch on and wonder why you didn’t listen to me before.
But here, look at the view from my bed (and don’t fret, I’m wearing shorts in the picture although it does look a little inapprop, I’ll admit.)
Oh, that’s the sun. It’s setting. I watched the sun set from my freaking bed. I’m sorry, I can’t go back to real life now. And I’m never sharing this AirBnB with anyone because I’m keeping it to myself. That’s the kind of person this fantasy life in Hawaii has turned me in to.
Tonight, after a pretty solid game of hacky-sac (how do you spell that?) with a tenant who lives on the property (that’s what Carlos called him) whose name is Andy but who Dan kept calling Krona and was later corrected with, “actually that’s my cat’s name,” Danny is reading a book on the porch while I’m sitting here doing this and tomorrow we’re probably going to just beach bum it.
Hope all you suckers have a good Monday.