There is no other way to describe our trip to Kona this past week; it was simply first class.  Opulence is what comes to mind when I think of the Fairmont Orchid where we stayed. 

We started our trip out by driving to San Francisco and staying the night at the Westin downtown.   Chris had been wanting to take me to “his” Italian restaurant in the city for a while and now was our opportunity.  We left at noon last Saturday.  I told Chris to skid out of our driveway, so he did his best but it really was a pathetic skid out.  It is a little joke of ours when we get to go away on our own that we can’t get away fast enough from the craziness of our world, so we skid out and leave our “normal” world behind us in a flurry of dust. 

Chris’s restaurant did not disappoint and I would like to recommend it to anyone visiting the city; it is called Pazzia on 3rd Street downtown San Francisco.  It is owned by this hairy but dashing Italian man who you know upon first glance has a way with the ladies.  As we walked up the street to the restaurant, Mossimo, dashing Italian owner, ran by us at the speed of light but greeted Chris like they were pals from the Old Country.  Then we enjoyed the best homemade pasta and wine, topped off with some Sambuka, compliments of Mossimo. 

The next day we had a very serious and important goal to be poolside or beachside by 12:30pm.  We landed at 11am, caught our shuttle to the hotel and checked in with Chris’s company where they handed us a beach bag and some beach towels to welcome us.  We headed to the pool by 1:00, a little off schedule but still acceptable, and heard someone shout Woooooollllseeeeeyyyys, in a delightful southern drawl.  Our friends from Georgia, who also got to go on the trip, were many Mai Tai’s in at the pool.  Without exaggeration, within 10 minutes I was comfortably situated on my lounge chair with my first Mai Tai in hand.  I lost count after a while, but I do believe I drank five to six Mai Tais that day, along with a couple of Grey Goose Vodka lemonade beverages.  Luckily, my alcohol consumption went down the following days since I am not able to maintain that level of alcohol consumption for long. 

I won’t be exhaustive in descriptions of every wonderful event or fabulous five-star meals over the next five days.  On these awards trips we are treated to one activity per day.  Chris and I chose a massage on the beach the first day, kayaking and snorkeling the second, a Zipline adventure the third day and Sushi making the fourth. 

Everyone’s highlight was the Zipline in Kohala.  When you arrive at base camp, you get to pick out your helmet and they harness you up in preparation for the course.  It was raining in the mountains that day that we went Ziplining, which made it more of an adventure.  Eight of us hopped into an army vehicle with open sides and drove through mud and rivers up a mountain to our first Zipline.  Eight Ziplines awaited us, but we started out with what our guides called the “bunny zip.”  One by one we were hooked to the line and went flying through the rainforest.  The last Zipline ran from one mountain to the next and required that we literally jump off a cliff.  Once in the middle of the approximately 1200 foot Zipline, we would look to the right and there was a beautiful waterfall, and look to the right and saw the ocean.  Straight ahead of us was the muddy dirt hill that was our landing platform.  It was an awesome day, and definitely an experience I am glad I had.  Later that evening I sent Ava a video of myself on one of the Ziplines because she is always complaining about not being able to fly.  When she is 85 pounds I will take her on the Zipline and for a moment at least, she will feel like she is flying.

While in Hawaii, the domestics (Dick and Sherri) were faring quite well with the triplets.  They had a morning event scheduled each day and everyone seemed to be happy.  Ava was with Gigi and Gramps being spoiled the whole week with custom designed dinner menus and chauffeured rides to school with the Principal each day.  Chris and my gratitude for these wonderful sets of grandparents is bountiful. 

I enjoyed every single second of waking up and drinking my coffee in peace.  Probably the biggest luxury on this trip was being able to go out to fabulous dinners every night: someone else cooking food and cleaning up the mess; no kids yelling; no complaining about the food put forth; no one refusing to eat after I made a dinner I didn’t feel like making.  I appreciated every second of every dinner out.

Yet, I did miss them all and thought about them throughout each and every day.  I would think about how much the kids would love playing at the pool or building sand castles on the beach or watching the beautiful sunsets.  One day when the triplets are older we will be able to share all those moments together. 

We got home at 12:30 Saturday morning and woke up to sqealing little children at 7:30 in the morning.  The domestics left on their way back home, and just like that, we were back to the real world.

This morning, after settling in back home for a day, I woke up and every counter and floor in the house was littered with clothing, food and toys.  Chris was upstairs with Ava and Violet trying to get them dressed, which was a task because Violet is having a hard day.  Downstairs I was still feeding Elsa and Preston their breakfast when I realized it was time to escape to yoga.  As Elsa and Preston were simultaneously yelling “I want more oatmeal!” I snuck out the back door.  As I climbed in to my car I could faintly hear them still yelling “I want more oatmeal.”  I cracked a smile and realized that I am definitely home.  My intention for practice today was that we all have a fun and safe Halloween tonight. 

Happy Halloween!

Until next time, the mothership is signing off.

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Mai Tais, Relaxation and Adventure. . . In That Order

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  • November 1, 2010 at 9:15 am
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    What an awesome trip!!!!!! So happy for you guys to be getting out like this! Go Meg on the Zip, brought back scarry memories of our bungee jump adventure!!!

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