Now that I’ve mostly recovered from our “vacation” to Kauai, I think I can honestly say, other than the fact the room I reserved wasn’t available the first night, I lost my phone charger when we changed rooms (fortunately I had a back up), Edie came down with the same “viral” infection on Wednesday, I had the previous two weeks, and my phone drowned when it went swimming with me in the ocean, it wasn’t that bad.
The hotel was nicer than expected, the weather was perfect, and the food was good (maybe a little too good, as I gained 8 pounds). The only question is why I felt the need to travel 3000 miles to experience all that, when I can get all that [and more], i.e. good food, nice beaches, great scenery and fantastic weather, right here in southern California, or at most only a few short hours away by car.
Plus there is nothing more mortifying and profoundly exhausting, then traveling anywhere by airplane. Getting to and from the airport, going through security [especially going through security], waiting for the plane to leave, and then being cooped up in a hollow tube for, in this case 5 to 6 hours, just doesn’t seem worth any perceived benefit that may be gained.
The funny thing is I knew all that beforehand, but Edie had her heart set on going to Kauai, so I relented.
Hopefully she’s got her fill of vacations for awhile. I know I have.