Once we checked out of our hotel, we got started on the Road to Hana, a winding drive along a narrow road with hairpin turns and one lane bridges along the northern coast of Maui. With a couple of stops to hike through lush tropical forests and splash at the feet of jaw-dropping waterfalls, it took us a few hours and was thoroughly enjoyable (more so for me than J, probably, since he was the one tasked with making sure we didn't crash into oncoming traffic or veer off the road).
Once at the end, we continued for a bit to the Kipahulu section of Haleakala National Park to hike the Pipiwai Trail. In the late afternoon late, the forest seemed every bit an enchanted fairyland.
But it wasn't our last stop.
When I was in third grade, I went on a family vacation to Maui. Since I was missing school, one of my assignments was to write a short story. After visiting the so-called "Seven Sacred Pools," I chose that as my subject. My teacher liked the story, but no one pointed out to me that there wasn't anything sacred about these pools (or that there's more than seven!) - it was a marketing ploy to convince tourists to travel to such a remote location.
Despite my brilliant short story, I didn't remember much about the actual visit except that the pools were very cold. I'm so happy we made a return visit!