The sun is beating down. It’s not even 9am. Maui gets up and moving early on a Sunday morning. No wasting the day. A guitar plays behind me.
Me up at 5.
Girls up by 6.
Sara complained the Maui night is really long.
Sun pops up about 6:30.
Showers while kids learn about shrek.
Hustle to breakfast.
Crying:
Let’s eat on the lanai (no food).
No go.
The place is boring.
It’s too cold.
Kihei Caffe welcomes us. Fruit platter with papaya. Cinnamon bun french toast. Coconut syrup.
No crying. Food helps.
Bathroom near a koi pond. peace.
Play at a park. Joy.
Foodland for groceries. Guidebooks have suggested shopping at costco in Kaanapali to save on exorbinant food prices. The local foodland was fine. The room gave us a discount worth $50. The end price was about a weekly Seattle grocery bill.
Laura was requesting to nap at 10:30am while grocery shopping. Jet lag. We rushed off to pi’ikea mall. We discovered out favorite haunt roy’s has gone out of business. Much sadness. Recession in paradise. We spent our tourist dollars and got the the girls new crocs.
Naps before swim.
Sabbath days and beach days dovetail very well. We played in the surf for 2 hours. Wayne taught lw how to boogey board. I helped Sara dig holes.
We grilled dinner of Maui short ribs, corn, and salad. I got to enjoy POG.
