For the first time ever, we found ourselves at a relatively empty resort on the Big Island of Hawaii, about a half hour drive north of the airport on Kona. The day we arrived, we zipped into Kona to rent prescription snorkle masks (we're blind as bats) and those snorkels that keep the waves from washing down and gagging you on salt water. Then, we made our usual trip to the big K-Mart store to get a full sized coffee pot and a few other things. The prices the resorts charge for a single carafe of coffee is equal to the purchase price of a Mr. Coffee machine. We're no dummies! We brought our own Starbucks espresso and were ready to go. We got some Halloween decorations for the room, some silly touristy coffee mugs, some wine and a bottle opener. As we were about to unload the cart at the cash register, the power went out. The store went dark, and their backup generator wouldn't kick in, so after a bit of a wait, everyone just abandoned their carts and left. Oh well.
How exciting to find that the spot I'd tagged on Facebook as "my spot," a photo I'd snagged from the hotel web site, was actually available for the entire week! I have never seen a resort so sparsely populated. I met some awesome people, made nice with the hotel kitty, Aloha, and had a spectacular time snorkeling. The first day, we swam with at least 15 green sea turtles, as many as four at once. Beautiful!
|This is me sitting in "my spot" at around 5 p.m. We had the beach to ourselves every evening!|
|The view from our lanai in the morning.|
My husband was wonderful and threw a little private party for me. He had managed to pack a tablecloth, my birthday gifts and gift bags and set it all up with an ice bucket and bottle of wine while I was getting ready for dinner. I received a few goodies from my "wish list" and enjoyed a glass of wine during sunset before we zipped off to dinner at the restaurant you can almost see behind him. Our table was located at the edge of the seating area, right near the beach where we could watch the sea turtles come up onto the rocky shoreline for bedtime. What a beautiful way to end the day.
We returned home the day after the terrible shooting incident at LAX, grateful that it wasn't any worse and feeling particularly lucky. It is so much colder here, but we still have a bit of a tan to remind us of our relaxing week. Life is good.