Our days consisted of a homemade breakfast on the balcony/patio of our 5th story condo at the Ritz Carlton Resort. I admit that I stole several shampoos, soaps, and lotions. I somehow found the strength and left the robe.

After breakfast we got ready in our respective rooms (this is what mine looked like)



The tee box of the 4th hole.


and The Plantation Course.

When we finished our golf, we usually ate a light lunch and sat around the pool sippin on Pina Coladas or other various non-alcoholic blended fruit-centric beverages.






On Tuesday and Thursday we were treated to deep tissue massages. This was my first experience with massages and now that I know what I am missing I feel like I have missed out on a big part of life. :)
After our massages we'd get cleaned up and ready for dinner. We ate a various array of restaurants where we ate different local fishes and other fine cuisine.
When the trip was coming to a close I had to drop off my dad at the airport at noon and my flight wasn't until 10:30pm. So I went back and golfed 9 more holes, went to the Lahiana Mall and bought my new favorite piece of clothing; a furry lined zip-up hoodie that says Honalua in furry lettering across the front. Since I was on my own at this point I stopped at Panda Express and found a secluded beach area where I ate, watched the sun set and read a few chapters out of the Book of Mormon.

It was quite an experience. I loved every minute of it and didn't really want to leave that life and come back to Utah where it snowed today...
I must thank my Dad for his generosity in taking me out and pampering me more than I probably deserve. But just FYI, I will happily go again if you need some company.
2 comments:
Next time....
Me +Your suitcase= I can fit!
Dan is a super-stud on the golf course!
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