I have wanted to take the road to Hana for the last couple of trips to Maui. Big Daddy thought I would get sick and barf in the rental car so. . . we took a drive that wasn't so rough. We went with the Besties on highway 30 starting out at Lahaina in the morning. We drove past Kahana, Napili, Kapalua and Honolua, where we pulled over. We watched surfers and saw some giant turtles cruising around. Cool!
On we went winding our way down a narrow highway, some places only one way. The locals drove like they could do it with their eyes closed. That was scary.
We found our way to Kahakaloa. Kahakaloa is a small isolated village at the end of a valley. The village is home to about 100 people and their homes, two lovely churches, and several roadside stands including Lorraine's banana bread. We followed the signs to her driveway and parked in her front yard. Lorraine greeted us and you could not find a friendlier person. She sold shaved ice, toasted coconut, banana bread with macs, and of course, coconut cream pie. We had it all.
The windy road continued past Kahului, where the airport is to Paia. Paia is a small coastal community on the northern shores of Maui a. An old sugar plantation village, Paia was filled with galleries, gift and clothing shops, and of course, food. We celebrated Stinko-de-Mayo at Milagro's resturant with nachos. How very appropriate, yes?
After the boys bought some t shirts, we were off again, back to Kahului to where-Krispy Kreme. But this time I was sick. I took a bite of one donut and took 2 1/2 home. Yikes. We got back to Kaanapali about 5:30 pm. I was wiped out. Driving around eating is sooo tiring.