Maui, HI: Part I

Not sure what I expected from Hawaii, perhaps hula girls everywhere, but I have come to realise, it is Mallorca (at least Maui is) for the Americans. I think just about everyone I know here in OC goes there on vacation. Such a melting pot, Germans, Swedes and of course, we met Americans from all over the US.  Weatherwise, it was just perfect, In the 80s, nice and warm, perfect water.

Most of the big hotels on Maui are located on the west coast, ours was at the end of Kaanapali, just 15 minutes north of a small little town Lahaina and its harbour, and about 15 minutes (on foot) south of Whalers village. It is actually not a real village, more a shopping complex with some restaurants.

    Sunset sitting at the Hula grill. Whalers Village

 

Hula girls, Whalers Village.

View from the hotel room

Down the beach, Hyatt

 

Hubby admiring the view

 

The biggest tourist trap ever but a must-do: Drums of the pacific Luau. A luau is

is a traditional Hawaiian party or feast that is usually accompanied by entertainment. We booked the one Hyatt offered and there was traditional dancing, buffet. Pricey and not so great. But tourist traps rarely are:)