This is the view from the balcony of our condo in Maui. We arrived on Saturday, after a relaxing six hours in first class: I had a crab omelette with hollandaise sauce and Matt had a couple of mai tais.
We are in south Kihei, on Maui, for the week. On Sunday went to our first luau, which was awesome. I admit that I waffled a bit when booking it and even had some last minute doubts…I mean, I have wanted to do a luau ever since our last trip to Hawaii (ok, ever since seeing the Brady Bunch in Hawaii episodes) but as I started reading the descriptions I realized it involved a lot of things that us misanthropes with social anxiety don’t like: shared tables, group seating, buffets, group participation… BUT I decided to go for it anyway. We chose Old Lahaina Luau after some careful investigation: it was highly rated in the guide book, it was not particularly family friendly, and it was supposed to be the most authentically traditional.
And it was so much fun! Everyone was so happy and relaxed that it was impossible to be annoyed with people or even to notice crowds. They gave us flower leis and mai tais as we entered, and that was challenge enough for me: “I dare you NOT to have a good time.” And so I did. I thoroughly enjoyed my mai tai and my lava flow, we took cheesy pictures posing with tiki statues, and we filled up on kalua pig, ahi poke, grilled chicken, and so much more. The other folks at our table were polite and friendly without being nosy or overbearing. I highly recommend going to a luau, especially this one.