Awwwwwwww. All good things must come to an end…or something. I’m glad it worked out to 20 parts–nice and even.

After we returned to our hotel from the aquarium, I remembered that I hadn’t really taken any pictures of the hotel. Being in Maui is excellent, you could stay in any old shithole really and it would be fine, because you spend all day on the beach, but our hotel was really really really nice.

And my God, it’s PINK, talk about perfect. It reminded me of Florida. Not that I’ve ever been. I asked the Boy’s parents about it and they said Maui is 10,000 times better. Well, I believe that.

Waterfalls inside the hotel.

The lobby.

The pool, which we only swam in at night. I found it incredible how many people were at the pool all day, when the hotel is right on the beach! What is wrong with people??? I’ll take natural water over chlorinated water any time.

Bird of Paradise flowers.

My last sunset in Maui (sob).

So gorgeous.

I even ran back to the garden to snap a few pictures.

I took so long with the pictures that I had to rush getting ready to go out to dinner, and I hate rushing, so I was cranky for about 10 minutes. Then I got over it. How dare anyone be grumpy in Maui?

I really liked the light fixtures at the restaurant.

That’s you on the left, Bob, but I trimmed you out because it wasn’t a flattering photo. I do that, you know. I’m nice.

It’s us!

I don’t think we’ll be dining at that restaurant in the future. Bob is deathly allergic to nuts, so Fleeta asked the waitress if the pesto he ordered had nuts in it. She assured us it was nut-free, brought us our meals, and after Bob had taken about 3 bites she came back to the table and oh, sorry, that pesto DOES have nuts in it.

His plate was whisked away and a nut-free meal replaced it, but COME ON. Bob had to sit and watch us eat while he waited for the second plate, and never mind that, he could have DIED! She should have given him the meal for free, but instead just gave us a free dessert (1/4 of the cost of the meal). LAME. One of us could have thrown a massive fit but we didn’t. It was our last night.

The next morning, Paradise Found again! Right after Bob snapped this photo of me, the second memory card was full. It ended on a good note.

Leaving the airport (let the boo hoos begin…).

Oh, wahhhhh. The Pacific Northwest is great and all, but hells bells.

I…must…return.

Good-bye!

So, thank you thank you THANK YOU Fleeta and Bob, that was the best trip, ever. The ultimate. Perfection. And I was thin, besides.

And you blogreader, if you ever have the chance to go to Maui, TAKE IT! You will never be sorry. Maui = Magic.