While it may be ever so humble, there is no place like home. Sort of.  We had to go – today – Wednesday June 18, and we couldn’t stay any longer.

We had to be at the airport at 10:30 giving us plenty of time for a leisurely breakfast.  We decided to go back for the 3rd time to Cheeseburger in Paradise because it is right by the water and they are the most reasonably priced breakfast we found.  It was wonderful to listen to the waves lapping against the rocks as we ate bargain breakfast and then lingered a little.

Our waitress today was Lucile – or Lucy.  She told us that she was the original employee of the two Southern California ladies who came back to Maui to start this restaurant.  She had been working for 25 years in the same place.  She was so friendly – shaking hands with everyone and getting their names and their stories.  We told her it was our last day there and we were on the way to the airport.  She remembered that and commented about it as we finally walked out the door.  She did the same for each of the other groups of people who were there.  What a great waitress!

The plane ride home seemed like it took forever.  Maybe it was because the ticket said we leave at 12:50 p.m. and get to San Jose at 8:45 p.m.  It just seemed longer!  But finally we were home.

Absent from Maui’s 5 star cuisine, was one food group which caused Stan to long for California.


Yes as soon as we landed and picked one very dirty Mini in the long term parking lot, we found the pot of culinary gold at the next stop light!

It just doesn’t get any better than this.

After our pot of culinary gold, we drove home finally getting there at 1:00 a.m. which was 10:00 p.m. in Hawaii time.  So why were we so tired??  What a great vacation!  We will never forget it Warren!