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It’s moving day! That is, we’re finally leaving the hotel and Waikiki. Granted, we didn’t end up spending alot of time here. In fact most days we found excuses to drive to our old neighborhood and spend the whole day far from here.
One night, I really wanted a drink and the only options were rowdy hotel bars. At the ABC Store next to the hotel, we found this fabulous and definitive collection of little bottles of liquor and wine. I was blown away. Ken wasn’t. He said to me ‘they [Hawaii] want you [tourists] to have the greatest vacation possible.’ That’s pretty much Waikiki in a nutshell for me.
Here’s a picture of a liquor leis:
We’ve been in our hotel for a week and two days. Our hotel is perfectly lovely. It’s comfortable enough and everyone here is very nice to us. They also serve this juice at their continental breakfast which is basically like a non-alcoholic pina colada–pineapple juice with a little coconut flavor. It’s yummy. Every morning as soon as it turns 7:30 I put a dress over my pajamas and go downstairs to fetch a coffee, three pastries and this juice. I’ll miss it when we’re gone.
K and I are no strangers to hotel living. Once in Vancouver we lived in a hotel for over three months. Our apartment in Manhattan is smaller than alot of hotel rooms. I feel it’s a testament to how good we get along that we can live in these tiny places and not kill one another. In fact we take alot of comfort in each other’s companionship.
I used to say when K was my best friend and not yet my boyfriend that we would be ok in a cardboard box together. We’d never run out of things to talk about.
With all of this said, this week has been at times very frustrating and hard on us. We can’t wait to move into our new place. We can’t wait to cook our own meals. It would simply be great to unpack our bags.
It’s far from a bad life. But believe you me, I’ll be psyched to write a post in two weeks announcing that we’ve arrived and we ain’t leaving for awhile.
We’ve found a home! But we can’t move in for a few weeks. I think it has the potential to be a real home in that, unlike every other place we saw, it doesn’t feel weighed down by it’s prior inhabitants or their lives in it. It was built fairly recently (less than 10 years) and it has an airy feeling of possibility about it– it’s a happy home.
The other night I dreamed about moving in. But that’s days and days away. Until then K and I have a couple of days left here at the hotel to figure out where we go next.
