Kihei hosts a parking lot bash every fourth Friday, cordoning off Azeka's shopping plaza and filling it with booths and food vendors and live music. It's popular with the locals and visitors alike, a bustling, busy place loaded with kikei who are having fun with face painting and bubble blowing. Admission is by donation to the Food Bank and thanks, Dave, for the extra can of pork & beans that we stole while rooting through the cupboards. Your hurricane supply took a wee hit, but we'll replace it and the Food Bank was very grateful. The evening kicked off with a melodic chant and prayer and a nod to the ancestors, under a sky that quickly went from gold to blood red to black. The sunsets here are mind blowing and can become hazards when gazing skyward while walking in crowds.
It will come as no surprise to anyone who knows me that the highlight of the night was finding a vendor who was selling homemade lillikot (passion fruit) cheesecake. Mama Mia! It was sensational! Light and creamy and swimming in lillikot sauce, tart and sweet and tantalizing to the tongue. No wonder there are three large jars of this delicacy in my suitcase (and six small ones to stuff in my socks). Guess I'll be checking, not carrying on, my bags on Sunday.
Tomorrow marks our last official full day on Maui, and the sorrow of our departure is only slightly tempered by handing over the keys to paradise to niece Carrie and family. We'll have the fun of spending an afternoon together on Sunday before making our way back to Kahului for our Sunday evening flight to LA - YVR - YQQ which leaves at stupid o'clock and gets in at don't-even-ask o'clock. Ugh. Our time here has been all too short but no matter if it's ten days or a hundred, it is always wrenching to leave Maui. I am hereby throwing it out to the universe via the Law of Attraction and the Power of Intention: I believe my sixth decade should be spent as a lillikot farmer.
The hat (and the smile) says it all!
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