The smell of humid, orchid-filled air hasn't changed in 20 years. My last trip to Maui was Christmas 1987, when I was 13 years old and life was simple. I appreciate the sights, sounds and smells of Maui so much more now.
Since we arrived late Tuesday evening, after a "Amazing Race"-like connection in Vancouver (thank goodness Dad booked a wheelchair and Mom was a speed driver), we have enjoyed attending the PGA Mercedes golf tournament in Kapalua. Mom and I mostly flip between the 9th and 18th hole bleachers, while Dad hikes after Calgary's Stephen Ames, and it is just incredible scenery as well as golf. I even walked the 9th hole today that included some pretty nice inclines and declines, and laughed as I reached the peaks, not totally out of breath. 3 months ago today I was still hospitalized, walking only a few feet with a walker and still on a feeding tube. Today I walked amongst the gallery in Maui in Crocs and cargo pants...amazing how life can change so rapidly.
We have many plans for snorkeling, luaus, relaxing and sightseeing. It's marvelous here. I'm so glad I made it. Thanks to all of you who helped me experience this island again. Cheers.
