Maui: Day Two

This is a continuation of this post.

We woke up that Thursday morning (extremely early thanks to a 5-hour time difference) and got to experience the Four Seasons in the daylight. I sat on our lanai with my coffee, mapping out our day. We had some ‘business’ to do and I was anxious to get it all done so we could really start vacationing.

We had no idea that the night before, as we sat eating a late dinner, THIS is the view we were missing in the darkness:

The Four Seasons is no joke. The grounds and views are absolutely breathtaking. Pictures come nowhere close to doing it justice.

We wandered up to the Serenity Pool where we grabbed a couple of chairs and I rattled off a chorus of “I’m never leaving this place,” “take a picture. Did you get a picture?” and “I couldn’t love this any more if I tried.”

Eventually, Don pulled me away and dragged me back to the reality that we had things to do. First, we ventured out to find Silver Stitch in Kihei, the company that I’d pre-arranged to have steam my wedding dress and Don’s wedding shirt, since they’d been stuffed into a suitcase.

Kihei is a funky little beach town with lots of fun restaurants and shops, as well as your typical fast food options and grocery stores. Just like Indiana, except there are surfers across the street.

After dropping off our clothes, we drove over to a very nice woman’s house to sign our marriage license and get that taken care of. It was a pretty simple process, and she apparently has a nice little business going because there were four other couples there doing the exact same thing that Thursday morning.

We came across a tiny storefront called Cinnamon Roll Fair on our way back. We bailed on the lunch reservations I’d made and split a giant cinnamon roll instead. Delicious.

Once we got back to the hotel, it took me all of 30 seconds to put on a swimsuit and head out to the pool.

Later that afternoon, we decided to walk over to the resort next door, The Grand Wailea. We’d considered staying here, but I ultimately decided against it when I read that it was often overrun with small children. I wish I’d taken some photos of the grounds there, though – it really is beautiful. That resort is adjacent to high-end shopping center, and we wandered around there until we decided we were hungry. We ate at Cheeseburger Island Style, where the burger (and service) were mediocre at best.

Walking back, we stopped for a photo op in front of a waterfall at The Grand Wailea (and because my flipflop was giving me a blister and I wanted a break).

It was just about time for sunset, and we decided to watch it from the edge of the infinity pool. Beautiful.

Somehow, all of that sunset-watching made me hungry again, and we found ourselves at Ferraro’s for dinner. Ferraro’s is one of those ritzy oceanfront restaurants at the resort that everyone said we needed to try, and to keep an eye out for celebrities while we were there.

The atmosphere was really nice and the food was okay, but we weren’t impressed enough to go back for dinner another night (or enough to take any photos, apparently).  

After dinner, we made our way to the hot tub where I went on and on about how much I loved Maui and how I was never going back home. I’m pretty sure that was a constant theme for the next ten days.