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April 10, 2003

Down and Out in Maui

Maui. Go go go in this place. We've been here forever, it seems, with as much as we've done, but there's so much more to see and do..... I'm sold. Laurie is sold enough that's she's seriously thinking about moving here, and Lael can't believe she's only here for a week, and I'm just enjoying it. Maui.

Today, the big excitement is the big break-in. We headed out early to surf, but since it was cloudy decided to hike first instead. Where to hike? The trail with the swinging bridges. But we couldn't get a permit for that one because of the weather and flash flood hazards, so we went for the Waihe'e Ridge trail instead. It was nice. We walked up the ridge into the clouds, enjoying views of incredible valleys and long, stringy-looking waterfalls and neat vegetation INCLUDING my favorite plant ever that I know of called sensitive plant/dormilona (sleeper, in Spanish)/makahiya(ashamed, in Tagalog) because it closes when you touch it. Then, we snacked at the top and came down. And found our car had been broken into.

Are you sure? I ask, from the back of the car, watching them peer inside and thinking they are noticing something missing. Yes, they said. The broken window's a dead give-away. Sure enough, no driver's-side window save a few remnant shattered glass chunks around the perifery. What's gone? I've got my camera, luckily, and Lael's got her's, and my wallet's in my back pocket, and Lael's in the trunk.... but Laurie's was in the front. They'd taken her bag, containing credit cards, drivers license, cell phone, the whole bit. Including her bathing suit. To add insult to injury. (Luckily, she's got another, so surfing's still on today.) Before leaving, sleuth Lael noticed two other piles of broken glass nearby. Ah-ha. This has happened before. And now, it happened to us.

We drove back to the Banana Bungalow hostel, where we're staying, and I called the police and Laurie started searching around for her bank information on the web, and when the policeman came Laurie was on hold. So I took the phone for her while she went to talk to the policeman, and improvised a bit. She gave me what she thought was her account number, and I went from there. Except the man asked me a few other unpredictable and ridiculously obscure things like her social security number and home phone number, for which I had to plead space cadet and run out and ask her. Sheesh. Anyway, I got one card cancelled and she made it in in time to cancel the others. Two charges had been made on her credit card. The poor robbers needed some gas. Why didn't they just ask?

Now, we're on to surf. We'll deal with the rental car later.

Until next time, over 'n' out.

Posted by beth at April 10, 2003 1:36 PM

Comments


Sounds like a majical place.... bit, MAN.... that really sucks for Laurie!!!! Zike and I really hope they catch the guys!!! Paco on the other hand, he's for the punks. (I think he's half ally cat, what can you do?).

Anyway, hope it doesn't put too much of a damper on the vacation, have fun!!!!!

Posted by: Steve at April 11, 2003 5:43 PM

Hey guys! Okay, don't go getting carried away...no one's moving anywhere...of course a good friend w/ a cool place in Maui, not exactly a bad thing. Glad you guys are having such a good time, who really needs a cell phone in Hawaii, and I thought the plan was to hit the swimsuit optional beaches, so the suit is not much of a loss anyway ;), only question i have is, how is Laurie coming home w/out a license? Or maybe she set this whole thing up to give her a reason to stay. Anyway, you girls have fun and I expect some killer tans when i see you guys again.

Posted by: nancy at April 12, 2003 4:21 AM

Pictures!!! We want pictures!

Posted by: nancy at April 18, 2003 4:37 AM