Another day where we were up and out early in the morning. We had to be up at 5:45am because Mom and I needed to be at "Skyline Adventures" by 6:30am. While Dad was in meetings this morning, Mom and I spent our time up on the mountain coming down on ziplines. It was so much fun. We met up at the place, got a ride up the mountain, got our gear on, drove farther up the mountain, and then started off. There were 8 lines in total, each one getting longer than the last. We started off with just a 200 or so foot ride and ended with a 1000 foot ride. There was a group of 12 of us (plus 2 guides). We didn't get really close with the group, because everyone kind of kept to themselves. Sometimes we would talk and joke around with each other, but really not that much. Well, actually, one of the two newly wed couples was pretty funny. The guy was taking videos of himself going across the line and the girl was pretty snappy, so I got a kick out of it when she would rile up the tour guide.
On this trip I decided that if ever I lose my job, I should for sure just become a tour guide. After going on a couple of guided trips, I realized that all you need to be a good tour guide is to be funny. And I'm freaking hilarious. I wasn't as good as I could be, but I was knocking out some pretty funny material today. I can't recall exactly what it was at the moment, but I'm not lying, I was funny :o) And no, I'm NOT the only one that thought I was funny, I got lots of laughs from the crowd. But obviously, I got that impression to be a tour guide because our tour guides today were hilarious. Beck and Brandon. They would pose while riding the lines, banter back and forth with each other, and say funny (I'll be it way planned) stuff. Brandon was a flirting machine, and he wasn't picky :o) He first targeted the 13 year old girl and when it was pointed out that she was too young and on a trip with her dad, he used the same pick up line on her dad when he came in as he did with the girl when she came in. When he thought it was the 13 year old girl's turn, he made a comment like, "Now that you're dad's gone..." but when she didn't come down, he said, "Now that she's gone..." to the poor 15 year old boy who came alone. Yeah, and he flirted with me too, so that proves he's not too picky. On the first zip he over heard Mom talking about how I should be proud of her because she wasn't yelling, "That's my baby." So, for a while he kept calling me "Babe" and "Baby" I told him it was different when he said it then when Mom says it. After a while he changed my nickname to "Brookie Wookie" after Mom told him that growing up my nickname was "Brookie Cookie." He first started calling me "Brookie Wookie Cookie" but then shortened it. Yeah, it was fun! Fun people, fun ride, fun-ny...
The trip took a good 4 hours (we stopped and had a small breakfast at the top of a drop off) and when we got back we went inside to talk to the guy about the 10% discount we were supposed to get. We had seen a 10% off coupon in "This Week Maui" but when we called, they didn't give us the discount because they said it was for something else, but we looked at the coupon again and it didn't say it was just for the other one, so we brought it to the guy's attention before we left and were checking back in with him after. He said that it was only for the other one and sorry, they're changing the coupon right now, blah, blah, blah. I said, "so, that means we get a free shirt, right?" He laughed and said no, but he gave us two free shot glasses. Wow, it really does help to just ask. (I'm usually scared to ask about things like that, or anything, but apparently I'm getting better :o)
We met up with Dad when we got back and watched a presentation about how pure Hawaiians will be null and void by 2044. I don't know, the guy was very passionate about the subject and was looking to educate us about the problem so we can be a part of the solution, but I wasn't all for his cause so I found it a little... not so entertaining.
After that we headed down the coast for some lunch and a little shopping. I remember Whaler's Village being more exciting to walk around. Not so much any more. Either I'm totally done with shopping for a while and that's why it's not fun any more or the stores have changed and just really suck now. I'm going with it's a combination of both. Sad day :o( After Whaler's Village, we jumped in the car to go to Lahaina to walk around down town there. There are mostly shops down town, but we didn't do the shopping thing. Yeah, we walked into a couple stores, but mostly we walked around and then went by the water and walked around there. Oh, today was the second day that I took out my camera. There's not going to be too much pictorial documentation of this trip. I just haven't really been good at pulling my camera out, and since I prefer scenery pictures to people pictures (if the people in it is me), I haven't been too excited to pull it out anyway.
Mom got a little burned out at Lahaina and her ankle was bothering her, so instead of staying there and choosing a place to eat there, we came back to the hotel. Mom stayed in the room to recoup while Dad and I went to the beach. I tried to get in a little bit of sun, but it was setting and so even with nothing around me, I was still getting weird shadows on my back so I decided to just get in the water and not worry about the tan. (That'll come tomorrow while Dad's got his long meetings.) Once we got back, we took pictures of the sunset-ish and ran to pick up a quick dinner so we could come back and eat it with Mom, who wasn't feeling up to going out anywhere.
And even though it's not super late right now, I'm soooooo tired. I always feel weird going to bed too early though, so I'll probably read a bit and then pass out. But I've got to be up early again tomorrow to go for a run because it was too late to go on one by time we were done with everything. Busy and loving it, that's the theme of this vacation.
Monday, July 27, 2009
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What a nerd. I can totally picture you trying out your comedy routine on your fellow tourists :)
ReplyDeleteBTW. How are you supposed to help with the pure Hawaiians problem? Promise not to breed with one?
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