Oh, come on. Somebody has to give me a hard time here.
Oh... alright...
Gheeeze... ya' can't even let a guy be depressed and antisocial without having to make him feel bad about it and forcibly rejoin the rest of humanity...
well if that's the way it's gott'a be... then so be it.
Everyone eventually hits the wall. Some of us can last longer than others, of course, but lack of sleep or window seats will take its toll on anyone.
Ya' shoulda'a took a lesson from Scotty and started kickin' the seat of the woman in front of you that was begging for a dental exam. The stress relief from that a lone would have bought you a couple more hours of energy.
Hang on while I grab a Power Bar.
Ummmm... I'd advise against that...
Ok, I'm back and refreshed. Also, Power Bars are nasty.
Yah... that's what I was trying to warn ya' about.
We had all hit the wall in the cavernous aisles of Costco.
every one hits the wall at Costco
That's part of the joy of buying stuff by the quarter ton.
kids were already up way too late. The usual disputes over car seat-space began to arise in the back seat. I somehow found the willpower to refrain from uttering the immortal Dad line, "Don't make me come back there!"
Awwwwwww...
Daaaad... he's breathing my air!
Sure it's not a mirage?
We found the exit for the Ko Olina resort area (careful--there's only one exit sign and it pops up just before the exit).
Sounds like they may need to hire some experienced civil engineers out that way...
This signifies that you are entering a swanky resort area, which is like invading a foreign country for us pigs-in-a-blanket-type families.
Sounds like most of the neighborhoods surrounding us. They have check points where you have to let them weigh your wallet before you're allowed to pass.
We drove over a bridge crossing the highway and then down past a guard house (another sign that this land is not for mere peasants). I'm not sure what the purpose of the guard house was, exactly. They had a sign up saying the left lane was for resort guests and the right lane was for residents, but I was in the right lane and couldn't get over and blew right past the guard house. I had no problem checking in or parking, and never stopped there once during our stay.
Now you know how the one-percent live.
The rules don't apply.
We pulled up under the carport (porte cochere for you fancy-pants people)
***Burrrrrrrrrp!***
Julie was given a flower lei and I was given one made from kukui nuts, which symbolized...something or other.
One nut for each child's inheritance that you just spent.
Apparently we were fascinated with this window.
Well y'all are only operating on about half a watt of brain power by this time.
Then he led us to the front desk for check-in, which went smoothly. The guy at the front desk didn't even flinch when I blatantly stole his Aulani pen.
You'd already paid for it.
Julie and I had agreed ahead of time that we were basically going to swipe anything with the Aulani logo on it that wasn't nailed down.
See? I told you we were THAT family.
I don't know... Did you take the pillows?
I've seen it done.
Now let me pause here to tell you the story of how we got this room.
Some times you win...
So we were pleasantly surprised when we walked out onto the balcony to check out our island/garden view:
That's like the "standard view" we encountered at the WL.
Given the rest of the perks, I didn't care. I can't imagine having the problem in Hawaii.
One of the things I love about Disney properties the most is the way they engage all 5 senses... And I already mentioned the fruit water, so you smart-alecks can make sure all 5 senses are mentioned.
Who you calling a smar...
Oh, never mind... I just caught a glimpse in the mirror.
Don't you hate it when the picture looks fine on your camera view-screen, but you get home later and see it was ever-so-slightly out of focus?
Yah... but it happens so often that I'm starting to think that I'm subliminally sabotaging myself.
We'd flown 6,000 miles for an exotic experience, so our first meal was Costco pizza. Which we kind of burned in the oven.
Well if it's not something that you'd have tolerted or consented to at home...
Then it's exotic.
A perfect time for a midnight swim!
So when is the three o'clock parade?
And here's a spoiler on future chapters: the pool area is just plain awesome. I'll describe it some more later on with pictures.
Can't wait...
No, it'll just depress me too much...
but, It will be so awesome to see...
but I'll be tempted to spend bucks I don't got...
Or I could just live vicariously through y'all...
but... but... but... AAAAAARG! I'm so confused!
Pasty white guy alert! Avert your eyes!
Better then a fat ugly old guy alerts that I have to issue regularly.
Besides, it's not us that needed the warning...
It was the other guests.
Coming Up Next: Our first full day on Oahu begins with...more Aulani pictures. Because we couldn't stop exploring the place if we'd tried.
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Now that I'm pretty sure is a truthful statement.
You can do it. Yes, it's expensive, but hopefully you can see how we were able to beg, borrow, and plunder our resources in order to make it happen.
I can see how y'all did it.
Just not how I'll do it.