Welcome to our last full day/night in Maui. Right now my Maui set on Flickr contains 608 photos–not too shabby. We started the day off by returning the Boy’s rental surfboard to the surf shop (that explains why he went surfing about 8 times the day before!).

Fresh plumeria blossom I found outside the surf shop, on the ground. They smell delicious.

I presented it to Fleeta as a gift (it matched her necklace).

One for the Boy as well.

The purple orchid matched my outfit better. I found out mid-week that wearing the orchid behind your right ear means you’re available, but it just felt more natural on that side so I kept it that way. Hussy!

We stopped at another popular surf spot to ogle the local talent.

This spot was not touristy. The locals were kind of crusty, but I pet their dogs, so they liked me.

Rainbow hat = success!

I’ve had that hat for years and years. I think I got it in San Francisco (that seems appropriate).

The Boy’s signature Maui Pose. Kind of like my Jodie Kidd Look, eh, Kissy?

We stopped in Paia, a very quaint little town with a lot of eclectic stores.

Cuuute.

They always seemed to wear their striped polo shirts on the same day.

I don’t know what it is, but I like it.

Everything was funky and brightly colored.

Look, even the store signs are artistic.

My hallucinogenic-trained eyeballs spotted the “Psychedelic Emporium” a mile away and of course that was the only store I wanted to go in. I didn’t really expect the Boy’s parents to come inside, but they did. It was cute.

The guy inside was an Oregon transplant and very nice. He had no problem with my camera, either, and that’s always nice.

I love the bottom right drawing: “Too bad you’re freezing while I frolic“. Siggghhh.

Next door there was an all-hemp-everything store, which we stopped in as well.

Unleash your inner hippie with Weed! Well, yeah.

Those pot leaf miniskirts were so cute–but cost something like 60 bucks? 70 bucks? I don’t theenk so.

The Boy was obsessed with having plate lunch at least once during our week in Maui, and “Da Kitchen” was recommended to us by the “Psychedelic Emporium” dude, so off we went.

I’d managed to get by without ever tasting Spam in my entire life, and it was offered on the menu as a fancy appetizer, wrapped up like a sushi roll and deep fried, so we ordered it. Verdict: eh. I don’t think I need to eat Spam again.

What was he eating? Something nuts–like shredded beef and gravy and egg over rice. The portions were huge, and we felt bad for leaving all the leftovers but it was our last day.

Then onwards to the fabulous Maui aquarium, where the Boy and I took 457357437 photos. I was actually helping people with their (new) digital cameras at the aquarium, giving advice, disabling flashes. I am so sweet.

Waiting in the ticket line, I spotted this quilt. Speaking of quilts, I’ll be starting one today. A wedding quilt.

Pink on pink on pink on pink. You know.

The Boy used the flash; I didn’t.

Stand-off!

This was a flash picture. Aw, look at his little face!

Flash again. Using the flash shows the color variety, but the downside is that the flash shows up in the photos sometimes.

This guy looks well fed.

Beautiful.

See those big, flat pieces of what looks like coral? Those are fish!

Look at the face! Yeah! I was obsessed.

Our photos really don’t capture just how beautiful the fish were–neon colors, lots of shimmer and iridescence.

“Garden eels”–just sticking out of the sand like that.

Apparently that’s it. Join me tomorrow for another Maui photo dump, and some videos of manta rays too!