The Old Lahaina Luau
The next morning was rather pleasant. We lazed about our little rental pad a while before we greeted the birds and the rest of nature brilliantly bathed in sunshine. Another nice brunch at the Kihei Cafe, sumptuous and sinfully filling. Not a good idea when you're trying to stave off the cheese and eggs to keep the bikini on!
I decided I wanted to attend the Luau and the most authentic on the isle was voted to be the historic Old Lahaina Luau. What is a Luau you ask? A feast that our Hawaiian friends indulged in everytime an event of substantial importance took place - births, weddings, king's birthdays and the such like. What more fun can islanders have!
Unfortunately, being the best also means being the most expensive and having the longest waiting lists. Not one to be discouraged, I called up their local listing to be told that I'd be called back if something opened up that day. I'd had the audacity to ask for a reservation for that very evening! Pushing my luck, right?
Wrong. These friends of ours have a very business savvy heads on their browned shoulders. They added an extra table for us latecomers and booked in our money. Bottomline, I was happy.
The Luau was a grand affair. We were assigned places in the pineapple section (the fruit represents best things Hawaiian) and were duly escorted to our sit-down-at-the-foot-of-the-stage table. Did I mention the men wore yellow & green sarongs? Just the sarongs? And they all looked like they surfed when they were not Luau-ing!
We shared our honeymoon space with other couples - vacationers, repeat visitors and anniversary celebrators.
Back to the celebrations now. The folks at the OLL did a good job of telling the tale of how Hawaii came to be, how their people from far away Polynesia first discovered these islands and how today they are so very proud of their heritage and are pleased to showcase it for us. (Most of the dancers seemed to be half-American and not entirely of Polynesian descent to me). Ever since this 2 hour dance-story-song session, I have caught myself many times trying to do the Hula. Much of the booty wiggle is in the knees I was told.
The food however was forgettable. And I would not be surprised if most of the visitors agreed with me. The sight of the pig being removed from the earth-oven at the beginning had a lot to do with my appetite loss.
Nonetheless B & I explored all that the OLL had to offer - the tiki carving, flower lei making, photo taking, sunset watching. The high point of the evening was the dance that we got to share under the moonlight at the beach. A honeymooner's special the MC announced.
All in all, the OLL was a lovely evening. Like a cherry, if you will, on top of a huge sundae!
I decided I wanted to attend the Luau and the most authentic on the isle was voted to be the historic Old Lahaina Luau. What is a Luau you ask? A feast that our Hawaiian friends indulged in everytime an event of substantial importance took place - births, weddings, king's birthdays and the such like. What more fun can islanders have!
Unfortunately, being the best also means being the most expensive and having the longest waiting lists. Not one to be discouraged, I called up their local listing to be told that I'd be called back if something opened up that day. I'd had the audacity to ask for a reservation for that very evening! Pushing my luck, right?
Wrong. These friends of ours have a very business savvy heads on their browned shoulders. They added an extra table for us latecomers and booked in our money. Bottomline, I was happy.
The Luau was a grand affair. We were assigned places in the pineapple section (the fruit represents best things Hawaiian) and were duly escorted to our sit-down-at-the-foot-of-the-stage table. Did I mention the men wore yellow & green sarongs? Just the sarongs? And they all looked like they surfed when they were not Luau-ing!
We shared our honeymoon space with other couples - vacationers, repeat visitors and anniversary celebrators.
Back to the celebrations now. The folks at the OLL did a good job of telling the tale of how Hawaii came to be, how their people from far away Polynesia first discovered these islands and how today they are so very proud of their heritage and are pleased to showcase it for us. (Most of the dancers seemed to be half-American and not entirely of Polynesian descent to me). Ever since this 2 hour dance-story-song session, I have caught myself many times trying to do the Hula. Much of the booty wiggle is in the knees I was told.
The food however was forgettable. And I would not be surprised if most of the visitors agreed with me. The sight of the pig being removed from the earth-oven at the beginning had a lot to do with my appetite loss.
Nonetheless B & I explored all that the OLL had to offer - the tiki carving, flower lei making, photo taking, sunset watching. The high point of the evening was the dance that we got to share under the moonlight at the beach. A honeymooner's special the MC announced.
All in all, the OLL was a lovely evening. Like a cherry, if you will, on top of a huge sundae!
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