Good morning my darlings!
The first time I was here, back in the 50s, there was a restaurant at the foot of the tree, with a cozy little room way high in the branches for very, very intimate dinners. The food was delivered by dumb waiter, so the diners were uninterrupted from the time they mounted to their perch until they were done with the meal. ALWAYS thought it would be awesome to eat up there, even before I was old enough to appreciate the possibilities.
The Royal Hawaiian is one of the oldest, most recognizable hotels on the beach. I like to think what the island must have been like when it was built. We saw a wedding party posing for photographs on the lawn as we passed. Kyle asked why bridesmaids choose such - fluffy dresses. I explained that the bride chooses them and the bridesmaids have to pay for them. He was outraged. The bride should have to pay! Yep, but it doesn't work that way. And if it's a destination wedding, the bridesmaids have to pay for their own transportation, lodging, food and entertainment, too. Groomsmen do as well, and so do all the guests. Weddings must be BIG business here.
So it is now seven A.M. I have been lounging on the lanai for an hour, watching the city wake up. Tomorrow, dear Drew will take us to the Aloha Bowl Flea Market where we will pick up another suitcase, and a load of cheap t-shirts!! I may also get some tropical print quilt squares. And maybe a pound or two of macadamia nuts will sneak in to the knapsacks as well. Thursday morning we are going to a time-share sponsored free breakfast where they will pay us $100 to listen to their spiel. I wonder how much profit they must be making that they can afford to pay us that much. They must be rolling in dough!
The Hilton Hawaiian has a luau on the roof that we can watch from our lanai. Free hula show with fire dancers. Wayyy cool! I tried to get photos but it's just far enough away the all you could see were colored blobs. But tonight, they also have fireworks!