I returned from my date to find the girls enjoying drinks on the deck of Mahina Surf, the condo we were staying at for the majority of the week.
It was an ideal place for families as we noticed that "happy hour" was daily ritual on the property. Everyone would congregate around the pool as the day turned into night. The kids would swim until their fingers were pruney and the parents would look on, with an adult beverage in hand, making use of the outdoor grill while taking in the view of another postcard-worthy sunset. And if you're lucky, depending on the time of year, you could spot a whale or two.
For Mary, her one wish of the week was to see a turtle. Her enthusiasm for this was childlike and feverish. Over a glass or two of wine, Mary jumped out of her chair and was questioning if it was her imagination or if, in fact, it was a turtle head popping out of the water to say hello on our very last night in Maui.
Without hesitation, we ran down to the rocky beach. She wasn't imagining it and the turtle wasn't alone! He was swimming with a bunch of his friends. I must have exhausted my sense of fear after my hike earlier that day and Mary was too excited to think twice about losing her footing. Mary and I quickly tiptoed to the furthest rock so that we could be as close to the turtles as possible. The five of us girls waved bye to the turtles and to our week in paradise.
Stay bitten ;)