The four remaining holidayers lash into day seven by taking a go on the outrigger canoe right outside the hotel. It’s great! Gentle wavy splashes on the way out and that addictive uplift and acceleration as we catch surf on the way in. Literally a wheeeee moment if ever there was one. I get to be Princess and do not have to paddle. All I have to do is GoPro the fun bits for the album but I completely cock it up and we have footage of my knees and thighs where we should have had an arcing bow wave, tightly abb-ed surfer dudes in the background and the contents of the canoe all going “OOOOOOOOOOH!”
I lounge and swim and lounge and swim as long as my central nervous system can take it. It is hot today, 32c and baking down on the beach. I clock 3 swims but at lunch I’m feeling toasted so we meander down the Avenue to Sephora, (DANGER MEN, WOMEN IN MAKEUP SHOPS), and Victoria’s Secret for some additional bits and pieces. I hit Longs, big time, for drugs. We leave with, I kid you not, 2 years supply of the essentials of life for around a 20th of the cost that it would be in NZ. I rattle as I walk back to the hotel with my totally awesome stash.
It is about now though, that the masses and retail and plastic and falseness starts to get to me. You are a faceless number in Waikiki, useful only for dollar bills. The system is far from friendly at heart. The trip has had its highlights, but I start to wonder what Hawaii really has to offer, and we plan for next year. More seclusion, other islands, less a seething humanity get-in-line experience.
The remaining couple want to low-key it for dinner, so we leave them to it and head to our booked location, Azure at the Royal Hawaiian. I pull on my last remaining uncreased evening dress, roll the hair and have a bloody good time.
Until next year! Mahalo.
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Last day. I now resemble a crispy-skin chicken, fattened for market. This is my lounger view, my legacy if I pop.
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Lounge Lizard-ess.