Hawaii Vol 4, Day 10 Mariott Waiokai Beach Resort

Day 10

At the Marriott Waiokai Beach Resort

 

Slept well. Awake at 7:00 AM. Breakfast on the patio. Reading mystery stories.

Answering email letters. Why is it that every time I get away from home on a nice long vacation trip, someone from back home needs an answer NOW? Don’t they know a person needs downtime? Well, it’s nice to be needed, right?

Donned shorts. Took our books to the beach area. Selected chaise lounges in a shady spot to read and watch the surfers.

 

This is a big place. We are in one of the back buildings, farthest away from the beach, but close to the parking lot. Dave had requested a ground floor, which explains why we didn’t get a better view. From our entrance to the beach is a long beautiful garden with pools and waterfalls, but I get tired walking in my rubber flipflops. 

 

 

 

Back home for lunch.

 

Donned bathing suits for a trip to the beach. Dave has figured out how to save walking. He drives me to the hotel entrance, parks in visitor parking. From there we walk to the beach.

The Poipu State Park beach directly adjoins the Marriott, and so we walked over there and took two lounge chairs. Left our stuff and headed for the ocean. I thought I knew where the easiest place would be for Dave to swim and so I led him down the shore a ways to where the waves appeared calmer and more young children were in the water.

 

We stopped too short, however. No sooner had we waded in than we were plummeted by strong surf, thrown around among rocks underfoot. Dave got cut on his leg. Since he takes aspirin to thin the blood, he bled profusely. We left the water. This time I asked another couple where to swim and they pointed out a place with fewer rocks. Here we found better footing, mostly sand and a few rocks. Dave would only go in a little way and so we were fighting the swells which rocked up back and forth. The surf is very strong here even though we were not in the worst of it.

After getting out and washing off the sand, we got into a warm swimming pool. Much easier and quieter.

 

Went home, bathed and changed. Back to the beach to have dinner in the restaurant. And listen to live Hawaiian music. So sweet and beautiful. Guitar and soft mellow voice.

Walked over to the best viewing spot and watched the spectacular Hawaiian sunset. Back home for television and more emails.

Started reading my third novel and stayed up too late. I love to read almost as much as I love to write.