Suzette had never been a risk-taker. She had spent the past 27 years of her life meticulously calculating the safest route through every predicament, from her six-hour, perfectly-timed, and virtually painless entrance into the world (or so her mother said)
As I write this, I’m 30,000 feet somewhere above the continental United States, making my way home all too quickly. And now that my vacation has ended, perhaps it is time for a few lists of my observations (and rants)
The first morning we awakened in our bamboo cottage, we heard the sound of something scurrying across the rooftop.
Our arrival in Hana two days ago coincided with the setting of the sun. On the windward (eastern) side of Haleakala, the sun sets over the mountain a little past 4:30, and the area is quickly plunged into darkness.
When you talk to people out here about the Road to Hana, they always tell you several things:
I have passed the halfway point in this vacation, so I figured now might be time to take stock in the things I’ve learned so far about Maui (and give advice to anyone who might be reading this in preparation
This blog post is going to be very short, because we didn’t do much at all yesterday.
It is whale-watching season here in Maui: the humpbacks all swim to warmer waters to mate and give birth in January and February, and that makes for some prime opportunities to see these giant sea mammals in action.
I have this thing for turtles. It goes back to an incident that happened several years ago, when I encountered a turtle while snorkeling on Oahu’s North Shore with my mom. It took me by surprise (they’re huge!), and I
We awoke early in the morning, partly because we still hadn’t gotten over our jetlag, but also because we were supposed to pick up my mother from the airport. She lives on Oahu, so it was relatively easy for her