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canyonwalkerHawaii April Travelog #23
Waikoloa - Wed, 13 Apr, 2022, 2pm
I woke up this morning still feeling wrecked from hiking the Koko Head Tramline trail on Monday. My legs are sore, particularly the quads and IT bands. I wobble when I walk even on level surfaces. Thus we decided instead of going on a driving and hiking trip on the Big Island today we'll stay around the resort. After all, it's a resort. Huge pools! The beach (even though it's a mile away)! So many activities!
We started the morning easy. There's a smaller pool and hut tub complex right next to our condo building. We relaxed there for an hour or 90 minutes after breakfast, enjoying the slower pace, lack of crowds, and not having to travel anywhere.
Around lunch time we drove over to the main Hilton hotel/timeshare complex. The one we were supposed to be in. As we entered the compound all the frustration I felt yesterday about being shunted off to an inferior property, the frustration I'd just barely gotten past, came back again. The main complex was freaking amazing.
There was a lagoon with people riding stand-up paddle boards and floating tricycles. There was a pool with dolphins people could pet. There were ocean views galore. And I was stuck commuting in from... frankly, a place that looks like resort-hotels I've stayed at in Phoenix.
Alas, all was not perfect out here at the oceanfront. There was still a lot of walking, which hurt my legs enormously. And all those fun looking activities like paddleboats and floating tricycles? Not in my current condition. 😢 Plus, having come out here for lunch, I found that it's basically the same shitty kids-menu-for-everybody food as back at the Phoenix annex.
I didn't spend the whole day being angry, though. It's not in my character. After I swallowed my renewed frustration at the bait-and-switch, swallowed the eye-watering prices for cruddy food, and swallowed (literally) the barely edible food, I found a lounge chair overlooking the ocean to lay out on. Actually, Hawk found the chair. I wasn't in lounge chair hunting mode since it hurt too much to walk around. I relaxed here for at least an hour while she splashed in the pools. I think I even managed a short nap with my hat pulled down over my eyes.
Waikoloa - Wed, 13 Apr, 2022, 2pm
I woke up this morning still feeling wrecked from hiking the Koko Head Tramline trail on Monday. My legs are sore, particularly the quads and IT bands. I wobble when I walk even on level surfaces. Thus we decided instead of going on a driving and hiking trip on the Big Island today we'll stay around the resort. After all, it's a resort. Huge pools! The beach (even though it's a mile away)! So many activities!
We started the morning easy. There's a smaller pool and hut tub complex right next to our condo building. We relaxed there for an hour or 90 minutes after breakfast, enjoying the slower pace, lack of crowds, and not having to travel anywhere.
Around lunch time we drove over to the main Hilton hotel/timeshare complex. The one we were supposed to be in. As we entered the compound all the frustration I felt yesterday about being shunted off to an inferior property, the frustration I'd just barely gotten past, came back again. The main complex was freaking amazing.
There was a lagoon with people riding stand-up paddle boards and floating tricycles. There was a pool with dolphins people could pet. There were ocean views galore. And I was stuck commuting in from... frankly, a place that looks like resort-hotels I've stayed at in Phoenix.
Alas, all was not perfect out here at the oceanfront. There was still a lot of walking, which hurt my legs enormously. And all those fun looking activities like paddleboats and floating tricycles? Not in my current condition. 😢 Plus, having come out here for lunch, I found that it's basically the same shitty kids-menu-for-everybody food as back at the Phoenix annex.
I didn't spend the whole day being angry, though. It's not in my character. After I swallowed my renewed frustration at the bait-and-switch, swallowed the eye-watering prices for cruddy food, and swallowed (literally) the barely edible food, I found a lounge chair overlooking the ocean to lay out on. Actually, Hawk found the chair. I wasn't in lounge chair hunting mode since it hurt too much to walk around. I relaxed here for at least an hour while she splashed in the pools. I think I even managed a short nap with my hat pulled down over my eyes.
