We woke early to finish packing to go to Maui. It was a very short flight. We got a four-wheel-drive vehicle because our accommodation’s driveway would not be made by a car. We were staying in a treehouse, the Hana Lani Treehouse. Kim was initially excited about the treehouse until I reminded her that it had no electricity.
Maui was a little different than Oahu. One thing stuck out right away. In Oahu, every other car seemed to be a Mustang convertible. In Maui, it was Jeep Wranglers that dominated. There were still a lot og Mustang convertibles.
On the map, it was less than 50 miles to Hana, but Mapquest and Garmin said it would take two hours. Something must be wrong with both of them, because it cannot take two hours to go 50 miles! Once we were on the Hana Highway, I learned why it takes two hours. It is possible the road could have more curves, but I don’t where they could have fit them in. I could not drive faster than 20 mph most of the time. All of the bridges were one lane and there were probably four or five per mile. There were many sections of road that were too narrow for two cars to pass. There would be a yield sign on each side of those sections. My favorite part of the drive were the many “No Passing Zone” signs around the twisty bits of the highway. How could anyone pass?!! There was no place where you could get around anyone! I really didn’t enjoy this part of the trip.
After a long two hour drive, we made it to the treehouse. Kim was already unhappy with the two hour drive, especially since all of our activities were on the other side of the island and we would be making the trip each day. When she saw the treehouse, she was ready to pack up and find other lodgings. It was like a plywood shack built into a tree with only wire screens for windows. This was not what she wanted!
I, on the other hand, thought this was awesome. When you looked out of the windows or the porch, you had a beautiful view of the rainforest. I could live here! Instead of electric lights, we had candles for light. There was a mosquito net around the bed. I went to find the toilet. The website said it was about 30 feet from the treehouse. I found it one of the trails. I started to laugh out loud. I knew once Kim saw this, it was not going to make her happy. It was a plywood base with some bamboo walls to form a partial barrier.
After dinner we arrived back to the treehouse and started to light up the place. It was gorgeous at night. Sitting inside the mosquito netting around our bed, Kim told me she didn’t want to come back tomorrow night. We fell asleep with some of the candles still burning. It bathed the room with a light glow. It was simply awesome.
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