By the time we were done with Hollywood and had taken a little drive through Beverly Hills, we were hungry. Where did teen girls want to go? in and Out burgers and Crumbl! We did both and managed a stop at Target too. In an Out was the busiest burger place I have ever seen. The burger experience was pretty good, the fries however, left a little to be desired. They only serve 4 things…three types of burgers and fries: hamburger, cheeseburger and a double double. We tried the full menu, some of the party twice over :-). The Crumbl experience was something of a tik tok inspired one. I have never seen more excited teens! You could smell the place a block away. The cookies? In fairness, not bad. A little sweet for my taste, but not bad. Target was a truly American experience: everything Americans do is bigger. Cereal boxes are twice the size of a European box as n example. But Target sells beauty, clothes etc. Everything in large quantity and size. As we had taken our time shopping, we had to make some tour choices and we decided that we would go to Santa Monica on our own and take a little more time in Rodeo Drive. We asked Emily to drop us off at the Beverly Wilshire (Pretty Woman’s Hotel) and after a quick look inside, walked up Rodeo Drive, the Montenapoleone of Los Angeles. Truly beautiful. We did learn a new thing: there is a shop here in Rodeo Drive, that is for members only. You have to be invited to be a member and generally you are a prominent person of some sort. Membership is in the region of 150k USD: Bijon. Truly did not know such a place existed….
And that was it for us an Emily. She drove us back to Venice Beach. She had been throughout an encyclopaedia of Los Angeles. And was truly prepared also on the real estate side as Fabrizio had insistently enquired as to prices of properties wherever we went :-).
But the day was not over…a quick shower and off we drove (ourselves) to Santa Monica Pier. A very very busy place! Lots of lights and people. The teens, me and Fabrizio went on the rollercoaster. It wasn’t too bad as scaryness goes, and Ginevra found 3 dollars on the floor. We left the teens at another unusual burger place: Smashers Burgers (I’ll let you look this one up), and we settled (it was the closest and the only one still open) on Bubba Shrimp for dinner (from the Forrest Gump movie). After navigating past a very rude lady with an ipad, we decide to eat at the bar as we liked the bartender: great with drinks and welcoming. And here, I could not stop myself: I have to confess to stealing a representative item of the place. Much to the dismay of Lucia who kept offering to buy for me. So for the record, it was just me! Buying it would have had a different flavour…
And that’s it folks! As they say in cartoons…
We drove back to Venice Beach and realised that fog had enveloped the entire coastline. A very strange sight. It did dissipate in about an hour as the sun won over and as we watched the local skateboarders doing their thing on the beach. Expertise was varied, but some of them were pretty awesome. Fabrizio did hint he’d like to try, but I fear that at our age, it’s just a way of getting hurt :-). Regardless of the outcome of their routines, they were also very good at falling in a way so as to not hurt themselves.
Ludovica had booked the top of the hotel for a drink before dinner. The aperitivo on the rooftop of the Hotel was amazing. The views, the place itself really lends itself for a very scenic drink. Of course we have two US minors (I mean under 21 so only underage in the US) but they managed to pass themselves off, just about, as older guests. As for dinner, I had booked a place in Malibu, so that we could see a little bit of that part of the world too: Duke’s. It is apparently very popular with the locals. We ate late by American standards, so between that and the fact that it was a Tuesday, it was pretty quiet. However, food was ok, the waiter very patient with us and even ended up buying us dessert. All in all not a bad experience.
Tomorrow it’s a big long day: Universal studios! Adios!
Once back in the car we decided to go and look at Wailea, the luxury resort area south of Maui. We found no real town in itself, but a couple fo shopping districts. So we stopped instead at a supermarket to see what it looks like in this american set up. Well, the answer is that all in is bigger packs! Everything is family size.
Once we got back, we spent some time on the beach. Hard not to. And as sun down approached, the girls went for a last chance at a dive as the torch bearer started his run to the Black Rock and we sat with a drink watching the nightly ritual at the bar :-). Ginevra did tell us that the rock in the dark was full of tiny black crabs and she had to wave them away to be able yo climb…yuk!
We had dinner at the Whaler’s village. A shopping area in the middle of a timeshare complex not far from the Hotel. It’s a really nice place to walk around, pick up some memories to take home. But, like all things in this part of the world, it all shuts early! And by 9pm everything was shutting down. Dinner at Leilani’s was decent, but we did feel that they felt we were midnight eaters (at 9pm), because after 9.30 or so, there was a little more hustle to their making sure we left as soon as possible :-).
That’s it for the day! We have a day of ‘do as you like’..no appointments, no schedules…ah no wait: the girls have decided to try sunrise yoga at 7am (luckily it’s a little after sunrise) and some of us will be up early!
When we got back, the group split: our jumper went off for the last few jumps from the black rock, i had a quick swim and drove Lucia to Mass, and the last two went off shopping. We all met up for dinner at the Whaler’s Village at Monkeypod. Our waiter there was (or thought he was) a bit of a joker. Dinner was great…I can definitely recommend the place.
And we finally got to the bottom of an issue that has been bugging us for the last couple of days: the damage to the roof of the rental car! We got video footage from the security cameras, and the damage was there when we arrived! We had supposed that someone may have been using the car without permission. But, as always, reality was much simpler: we had picked up the car with the damage and had not realised it! Oh well, we now have video footage of our arrival at the resort.
We leave tomorrow for Kauai, so I’m off to bed. Can’t wait. So far so good.
The new location is not beachy, but the resort is really awesome. And it faces the ocean perfectly for a sunset. It’s also on one of three spots on Big Island where you are likely to see Mantas feeding on plancton at night. In fact, as we were having dinner, quite a few boats pulled into the bay with lights on to attract these beautiful creatures. There was also some live music in the background. As it turned out it was Gio Conti playing! He introduced himself as we were trying to find a smoking spot for Naglaa. Gio would not let us go. He pretty much told us everything about his life: he’s from New Jersey, he has a married daughter with three kids, italian heritage from other Montecatini Terme and Benevento. He loves Italy and he’s looking for someone to go with him…any takers out there? We managed to walk off eventually and took a look at the viewing platform set up for the Mantas at the Hotel. It also overlooks all the boats snorkelling for the Mantas. However, no luck. From the Hotel’s platform we could not see any. We then went looking for Ginevra who had wanted to take a late night swim in the hotel’s swimming pool (an awesome pool with a fun looking slide). And there she was, doing headstands in the water with her father :-).
We have a pretty full day planned for tomorrow. But I won’t spoil the surprise.
Our next stop was Manta ray snorkelling. We were doing this night time snorkel because there are three spots on this island where Manta rays go to feed and by putting floating boards with lights on in the water, they can activate plancton which in turns brings the giant Manta around. And when I say giant I mean giant. The wing span goes from 8 to 15 feet (2 to 5 metres for us europeans). There’s no guarantee as to them turning up, but last night they did. And we saw 7 or 8 different ones cavorting around us and getting really close up. We were in the water about 40/45 minutes and towards the end I for one was feeling the cold. But it was truly worth the trip. This and the helicopter ride in Kauai are the most amazing experiences so far if taken individually. The Manta diving guys were very good as they had also explained a little about the mantas before we got in the water. Ah…I forgot…we saw dolphins when we pulled out of the harbour, and they swam in the front of the boat for a while, just playing around. Amazing!
We went to pick up Lucia (we had abandoned her for this little segment as night swimming in the ocean is not her thing) outside of Walmart (she had treats for the girls) and headed to Ocean Sports and Grill. One of the few places open late in the area. Here in Hawaii in general, eating after 8.30pm is the true challenge! It was tacos Thursday so we mostly had…tacos! Not bad overall. There was a Karaoke machine, but after 10pm in a bar in Hawaii, you have to be over 21 to sing! This is the weirdest restriction we have come across so far…
And that’s it…a very long day and a very different Ferragosto for us!
Honolulu… it’s been a long time coming. First of all, it’s a very different feel as you land. The skyscrapers in the Waikiki area made it look more like Miami or New York than Hawaii. We picked up our Suburban (the last rental on this holiday) and drove to our accomodation for the next 5 days. The hotel is very modern, but the rooms are the smallest on this holiday. But, all in all, a great position next to a busy shopping/restaurant area, and a few steps from the beach. We popped over to the beach before dinner to see if anything was going on, but there didn’t seem to be much of it close to our hotel. It might just be a tidal situation, but we will find out tomorrow. Off we went to try and find Yard House, one of the few places open late for dinner (the girls joined us a little late as they were making themselves look pretty as you can see from the picture of Ginevra’s pigtails). A lot of the other places shut between 8.30pm and 9pm like in the rest of Hawaii. Yard House have the largest selection of draft beer in the world and we had an aperitivo at the bar as we waited for our table (how could they run out of passion fruit!). The barman was no Veronica for sure (the lady from Kauai Shores who made amazing cocktails). Dinner on the other hand, was pretty good…for American standards of course.
Tomorrow our Oahu time truly begins, so, goodnight!
After lunch, we made our way to the final stop for the day: Lanikai beach. The residential area around the beach is very posh. We saw some beautiful houses right on the beach, but the whole place was somewhere you’d want to call home. And the beach was awesome. So we vegged out for the afternoon. And Ginevra ran across Shelley the turtle whilst swimming (that’s what she named the turtle). And me? Well I saw some interesting animals on the beach: a guy with a metal detector that first did a little look around in the water followed by the beach (he found nothing but looked decidedly odd), and a lady with a lot of tattoos, including one of a pair of camperos boots.
All in all not a bad day. But certainly tiring. Dinner was at our favourite local eatery: Yards House. Service still needs to improve, but the food is always up to scratch. ‘Till tomorrow…
It was back to the beach in Waikiki after that. It was a particularly hot day and the umbrella stand was sold out. We ended up eating lunch on a bench under a palm tree next to a homeless who was spitting at the pigeons… we had seen a few homeless people on the other islands (not many), but here there is definitely more if an issue. I guess it’s normal as it is more of a metropoli than anything we have seen since we left Los Angeles.
The surf competition was still going on (the 8 day event for Duke’s birthday) and Ginevra was keen to try surfing again, but it was windy and the conditions were a little rough for beginners. Nevertheless, I decided to join in and rented a board. What a bad idea…. I ended up paddling a lot for about half an hour to no avail so my board made its way back to the lady at the stand much sooner than the hour it was rented for :-). I should have just watched the pros do it of course…
I made my way back to our beach spot just in time to see Ludovica who was the heroine of the day. She intervened when one of the big sand carpets became detached from the pontoon in the water. The speaker encouraged the people on the beach to drag it out of the water, as it could become dangerous, as she attempted to do so on her own initially. But it was too heavy, big and wet for her of course, and after Naglaa and another chap intervened, more people eventually joined the effort, and managed to roll it up out of the waves that kept reclaiming it as they struggled. And what was I doing you ask? I looked on amazed and took a picture as I was worn out from the paddling and dragging around of the surf board :-).
We had a celebratory swim and I finally went back to tackling my Settimana Enigmistica. Today was also Lucia’s last day with us as she is going back a little earlier than us, so we let her decide where we would spend the evening. We ended up watching the sun go down on the beach (we had not done that yet) with thousands of other people, in and out of the water. There we still surfers out there. And guess what…two weeks after we had visiter Duke’s in Malibu, we went to Duke’s barefoot bar for drinks and food as we were: swimsuit and ciabatte. There was live music and the usual unhealthy food on the menu of course. But what I nice evening. The beach was truly alive.
And other than coming across some Harley Davidson riders on the walk back to the hotel, that was it for the day…