When a trip is so long planned, to the unexpected seem to fit within the framework of what might be called routine. We had gotten tickets low cost two months before departure, so we had time to meditate every one of the things we wanted to do. Maui is one of six Pearl of the Pacific, the second largest after Hawaii. An island with a fertile isthmus between two volcanoes, which infer unrepeatable and heavenly characteristics. On the plane had time to get bored of eating several times to see a movie and even take an occasional nap, but just get off at the Kahului Airport we were greeted with garlands and garlands of flowers for a sunny young toast, light clothes and smiles so white and their mouths wide as porcelain.
A young uniformed rose above his head a sign he held in both hands with the label of Hotel Hana-Maui. We show the documentation and addressed accommodate us and put the luggage in the trunk. We were overwhelmed by the exuberance and the range of blue sea. If heaven was on earth, we were in paradise. We were given a suite, a terrace is a balcony over the sea, like the bathroom, whose translucent wall overlooking the Pacific and the world if the boundary coincides with the horizon line. In the room, both in the classroom and in the bathroom, we had the feeling of being the only inhabitants of those payments. We tired and use the room service to serve us something to eat in the room while having a bath.
When we woke it was morning again. After breakfast, we made a small car from Hertz and got ready to see the island. We headed south and opted for the beach at Makena, the water was the closest thing to an indoor pool by the sea calm and the temperature about 28 degrees, endless white sands and looking over the water vegetation as if it never quench thirst; by sand strange grooves the way we found to be left behind by the sea which swept into the sea. We rented a boat of about and we lost four meters between the blues as he enters the roads sidereal sky. Clear water and fish by a court of guard, perhaps accustomed to receiving some gifts from the side of the tourists. We were counted and we had to reset the program to return the next day on the projected areas.
did not know if time would come, but Maui is always the right time to enjoy a delicious mash regardless of the time you check your watch, just be hungry and A Fistful of Dollars or American Express. We dined in the hotel, in one of the best resorts we have ever enjoyed. We let the chef advised McCormick was right and that he was discovering how to surprise and entertain. Finally, just popping on a Moët & Chandon on the terrace of our room as an epilogue to an unforgettable day and a night that we seemed eternal.
The next day we went to Haleakala National Park, where you can see the crater of the volcano of the same name, known by locals as "La casa del sol." The road rises to a height of 3,500 meters in just one hour's drive but as we walked we found many cyclists coming down at full speed and is one of the activities offered by the tourist island is the bike down from the summit to the sea, after climbing into a van. There are several viewpoints that are on the road and on top an astronomical observatory and an information center where advice not to forget that walk slowly for the body to acclimatize to the altitude gradually. The summit will live the feeling of a lunar landscape, but of changing colors from red, brown, knit, gray, yellow, green ...
do not intend to dwell too much detail of our stay on the island of Maui, but not I want to spend overlook the evening in the restaurant Mala Grill in Lahaina, specifically in Front Street, between the strains of native music and sensual, as we coconut shrimp served with mint chutney, salad vegetarian with tofu, seared sashimi Avalon sauce with ginger and shitake mushrooms , Kobe Beef and cheese and a sweet and tasty caramel dessert Miranda. The glasses, the rain of petals, the sinuous dance of our bodies, including the loving clasp of his arms, and part of that intimacy that is veiled by the curtain of night and prudent silence.
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