Well, if you are a caucasian person who comes from old money thru generations, and your kids are into dressing like little Lord Fauntleroy, well, this is the place for you.
I felt so sorry for the people who work here. Most of them are locals, and they have to put up with these wealthy, self absorbed types who don't respect, appreciate, or take the time to understand the Hawaiian culture.
It's the RITZ-CARLTON. Those owners took over, and bam! No more Surfer bar, where all the island'd come to do nice karaoke. No more local style. Just plastic stuff.
Oh, and WE WERE EXHAUSTED AND angry and sad AND traveling WITH CHILDREN AND THEY DID NOT HAVE THE KIDS' ROOM. WE CHECKED IN EXACTLY AT 4:10 PM. Check in is at 4 or even 3, methinks.
OUR ROOM WAS GETTING CLEANED WHEN WE CHECKED IN. But we got our room. YAY! It's beautiful here, lots of amenities and activities. And the people who work here, so very nice.
we were like, "OK, the kids and us can all hang in our room.. Um, When will the kids' room b ready?"
Kids' room took over 2 hours to be ready. Dinner time. Ugh. Growing tween boys.
Well, the room got ready, and the four of us, who'd moved from a lovely sunset beach Airbnb with lovely people and local vibe all over da place--a lotta stuff with a full family who shop like Japanese tourists without all that money.
My boyfriend has a bad hip. He can barely walk. He played pro soccer. Jeez, WE WANTED TO WATCH SOCCER AND REST. We were exhausted. We LOVE OUR KIDS BUT ple