Last day in paradise

On Thursday we had to say goodbye to Maui. We spent the last day hanging around Kaanapali picnicing, playing frisbee, and relaxing at the beach.

Since our flight didn't leave until almost 11 pm we took our time getting to the airport. We stopped at a local beach to watch the sun go down one last time. It was pretty cloudy, but it was still warm enough to play in the water a bit. Afterwards, I asked Kyle to carry me back to the car because I didn't want to get sandy feet.

Unfortunately, when we got to the parking lot, our rental car was not there. We had left all our luggage, Kyle's wallet, and our plane tickets in the car so we were pretty worried. We searched the whole lot (which was fairly empty) and pressed the panic button on the keys. No sound. A couple near us noticed our frantic faces and tried to help us look again. Still no luck. So, we called 911 to tell them that our car must have been stolen.


Just as we were walking toward the highway to check out the adjacent lot, a sudden sinking feeling crept into my stomach. "Hey Kyle," I asked. "Are you sure we drove to this beach?" He stops dead in his tracks (still on the phone with 911 mind you). "Uh, hang on. There's a possibility that the car is at our hotel." Off he runs to confirm that, yes indeed, we had left our car safely at the hotel right next to the beach where we walked to watch the sunset.

Feeling silly and more than just a little bit embarrassed, we apologized to the 911 operator and headed off to the airport. Since we still had some time to kill we stopped for some ice cream cones and noticed an arcade nearby. We spent our last little bit of cash on a ski ball tournament. I dominated of course and we cashed in our tickets for a bouncy ball and a GIANT deck of cards. Money and time well spent if you ask me.



False alarm 911 calls aside, Maui was a blast. It gave us a chance to spend some quality time together and get out of the bay on a real vacation. It was definitely the best "engagement-moon" I could ever ask for!