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Saturday, February 17, 2007

A Doctor, a Lawyer, a Fireman and B

Rise and shine… at 4 AM. it’s been four days since we arrived and the stupid jet-lag refuses to let go. I know I will pay for this soon. Today is a big day for B. he is playing at the Plantation Course. For those of you not so well informed about golf – the Plantation Course at Kapalua is the site of the first game of the PGA tour every year. I suppose he managed to catch some sleep through the night.

A little about the Kapalua area for the non-Hawaiian – before the tourists came, this beautiful land was all just pineapple plantations. Infact, the only pineapple cannery in the US is in Hawaii. And they are supposed to be the sweetest and most succulent here. However, unfortunately for me, I am allergic to that prickly fruit.

Kapalua is a good 90 minute drive up from Wailea. We grabbed another solid brunch this morning at the Honolua Store in Kapalua. As usual, we made sure it had an “ono” recommendation from our guide book. The store also had some good souvenirs which I noted for later purchase. it works out best for us to have brunch and then a snack in the evening before dinner. Of course, our condo does have a fully equipped kitchen but we did not do any cooking at all. No eating on the lanai, much against my wishes.

B pulled another one of his stunts and we got the discounted twilight tee time of 2.20 PM. A morning tee time, non-discounted is roughly $300. I was just a ride along for this round; this course is not for novices. We get there; I do some putting while B talks to the starter and manages to get us going almost over an hour earlier. That’s perfect, considering that it takes a good 5½ hours to complete this course.





We were to play with Bill, the doctor, Warren the lawyer and Steve the fireman. Bill was the really talkative one and wanted to know a lot about India and kept paining me. He was also the best player in the group. Warren did not come forth too much, at least not until he had downed a couple of Bud Lights and he was the worst player. Steve was a pain, shooting out advice and generally bluffing about his skills and his golf knowledge. Empty vessel, but not a bad player though. Also a real sour puss. My job, yes you guessed right – photographer.

B did not play the first two holes well at all. His driving improved but his putting & chipping were badly messed up. Oh, these greens are impeccably maintained. What a pleasure to play here.

Oh yeah, today is also Valentine’s day!! Our first V-day together! Candlelight dinner by the beach. Sigh.

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