So it’s easy to complain about those big metal tubes in the sky, especially when they don’t get where we want to go as fast as we want, or when the newly discovered WiFi capability doesn’t work the way we want. You can get frustrated when they have to switch a cabin crew member at the last minute, or when an arriving airport can’t find a gate for you, or when the same airport has a line-up system that basically equates to “Choose Your Own Adventure”.
And, yes, I recognize I just did all that. So I’m not putting myself above it. Not in the least.
At the end of the day, though, you’re zipping through a port you worked in over twelve years ago, seeing what has changed (no more Hooters!) and what hasn’t (look at that cathedral), and you’re like a five year old, reading signs as you go. The crane where you did your first bungee jump is still up and running, adventures you had are being had by other people. You zip past the familiar places you’ve been into the unknown, finally turning right by a dented blue marina sign at the top of the hill. You go down the hill and are taken to a place that you can only get to by boat. And then you’re at the place. And it’s stunning.
Welcome to Xinalani.
Pics will follow, more stories will follow, today was all about settling in and having a fantastic dinner where I gorged myself and feel satisfied as well as full. The waves are crashing against the beach below as I figure out my Wifi code only works for one device at a time, and I’m cool with that.
Welcome to vacation!