Saturday, April 19, 2014

Hawaii 2012

This is a two year old series of thoughts that, for some reason, just published today...ok, still fun for me to reread...:)

I love the sun, I love the beach, I love the summer. All through college I arranged my work schedule so I could have beach time so when Sue and I had the utter good fortune to get married in Hawaii, on Maui I always expected we'd go back. Well, it took us 10 years to get back there. Those past 10 have been eventful, filled with laughter and the occasional tear, changes and growth, but last September I decided for our anniversary we were going back and the planning began. What started out as a planned week grew into a spectacular three week journey one that was as magical a time as I can remember and a picture I will try to paint as well as I can.

The Disney Vacation Club was happenstance and yet, it was a part of making this so wonderful. When I bought in, what now seems like a lifetime ago, I thought it would be functional for the annual winter trek into the sun, what I didn't know was (a) Sue and I would stop having compatible winter breaks and (b) Disney would build a property in Oahu. Those two events and their rule of "3" (you can bank a year, use a year and borrow a year worth of points) put me in a position to have exactly enough points to book two full weeks in a great one bedroom room at the brand new (and still being worked on) Aulani Resort in Ko'Olina in the far west end of Oahu.


With that possible, I was able to book another full week back at the site of our wedding, the Four Seasons Wailea on Maui so we could not only go back for our anniversary but back to where it all started.

Over the months I made rental car arrangements, airport transportation arrangements, some dinner reservations, we talked about where to go and what to do, found out that our Napa Valley travel companions, Amy, Laura and Tracy, were going to join us in Maui, adopted a dog, made all the appropriate arrangements for house and pet sitting and as the days moved on, and the school year seemed to never want to end, we got more and more excited.

Finally, all the packing done, all the home arrangements done, we got ready to go. By the way, I booked the flights on Continental, pre merger, as they had the best schedules, newest planes and seemed to be a very good choice. I was able to get a nice civilized 11 AM departure from Newark, connect in San Fran with an hour and a half connection time, then off to Honolulu all in first class. Well, about 4 months before the trip, POST merger with United, I get an email informing me that the outbound from Newark is now 6 AM and we only have a 30 minute connection in San Fran, still first class, but now anxiety rising about the connection time and irritation at the top of the scale about  having to start a 15 hour day at 3 AM to get to the airport.

The morning arrives, Vinny arrives to pick up up, we get to the airport easily, check in on the first class line very easily, hit the United Club for coffee and a relaxed waiting time, board easily, plane pushes back on time, even a few minutes early....then.......the flight attendant asks if there is a medical professional on board (never good)!  Seems a pre teen boy has a panic attack and we have to go back to the gate to get him off. That also means we have to add fuel as they play that pretty close to the vest it seems and end up an hour delayed for take off. Of course that means we miss our connection (by 5 minutes as they were also delayed, thanks United for  holding the plane 15 more minutes for those of us, and there were more than a few, headed to Hawaii). The gate agent sends me one place, having been down this road before, I call as we're walking and speak to an agent who tells me we've been re booked on a flight leaving in half an hour (in the opposite direction from where they told me to walk to see a representative) and yes our bags will make it, so we get to the desk, find out our "re booking" is now in coach with no consideration for the mileage used etc. our only other option is to wait a full day for the next flight after this. So on we get with our shoehorns to wedge into coach seats, without even a bottle of water since we assumed we'd be in the front of the plane, and luckily this one takes off pretty quickly. The good news, we are on the two side of the plane and run into a wonderful flight attendant, Wendy, who asks "are you the couple who was supposed to be in first?" when we say yes, she says she'll take care of us as best she can, and when, finally, the "food cart" is rolled down the aisle, she gives up a bunch of food, keeps refilling drinks and makes the flight as comfortable as possible given the circumstances.

Short end to a long morning, we land only 45 minutes later than we were scheduled, head to the rental car desk and after having to wait for the car to be washed (oh yeah, we were not "scheduled" to get the car till 7 pm due to the original flight times but we were there at 2 pm and they would not change the time on the phone or web without doubling the rate) we began the drive to Aulani. It was pretty simple, about 30 minutes, arrived there around 3:30 pm only to find out the room would not be ready for at least another hour (remember 330 pm Hawaii is really 930 pm east coast body time and we've been up since 3 am east coast). So after sitting around for about 10 minutes we go and find a bar and after the promised hour they text us that the room is ready (we already have the keys, just not the room number) and we head up to the 11th floor to find the following views of the room.



It's spacious, fully appointed and we begin to take a deep breath of relaxation. Having been on this "trip" before we have no ideas about staying awake, decide to split a small room service dinner and head to bed around 7 pm local time. We both promptly fall sound asleep and then....at midnight....are awakened in a start by the emergency alarm blaring in the room. At first Sue yells at me for putting the alarm clock on, then we both realize it's the actual alarm blaring and speaking to us in both English and Japanese. So, after some fumbling we pull on clothes, grab a room key and head down for the walk down 11 floors with lots of other folks equally perplexed. We hit the ground floor still barely functional, and find out it's all over and it was just an accident that the alarm went off...(really....) and now have to walk all around the building and hit the elevator to go back up.

Morning finally arrives, we're up at about 7 AM local time and after a bit of stretching decide to head for breakfast. Pure Kona Coffee in a french press, views of the ocean, winds blowing, what's not to like. For the next two weeks we settled into a wonderful rhythm of sleeping, having breakfast, deciding whether to spend the day at the beach or the adult pool (not exclusively adult as it would be in Maui, but nice, none the less), happy hour after the day in the sun and then dinner. With two exceptions, one a day at Pearl Harbor (very moving and certainly a must visit) and a day spent on the North Shore, unsuccessfully searching for Jack Johnson but still stopping by Sunset Beach and having lunch in Haleiwa, the steady, relaxing rhythm accompanied by incredible weather (22 out of 22 days of sunshine, no humidity and gorgeous tropical breezes) set the tone for the trip.

Other than one night of dinner in Honolulu at La Mer in the Halekulani, where we had a spectacular tasting menu, while overlooking the ocean and the sunset,










 dinners were kept close to "home" in Aulani. Surprisingly, Ama Ama their signature restaurant was excellent, we had three dinners there and each one was wonderful. The last night there we met Isaac our server, born in Lanai, and had the pleasure of listening to Teresa Bright sing. Isaac told us how much he loved her growing up and how special it was for him to be working in a place where he could hear her a few night a week. He also encouraged us to make the trek to see the sunrise at Haleakala (which we did) while on Maui. We also ate at Roy's a few times, also good, and had some "smaller" meals at a local place across the street from Aulani, (nothing special but ok). Sue even suggested one night we try the buffet at Aulani, and sadly for her it was typical buffet food, nothing special at all, I feasted on oysters and crab legs which were ok and plentiful but the grand buffet experiment will, I can guarantee, not be repeated!

After two terrific weeks at Aulani, we headed to the airport to join our friends in Maui. On a sidenote, I had been in contact both weeks with someone in Oahu trying to find the filming locations for Hawaii 5-0 so we could go by and maybe see some filming. The couple of occasions that he did know of the location, we were unable to get there, as I'm sitting in the airport on the way to Maui, I get an email telling me they were filming that day at Ko'Olina harbor :(  oh well, guess that didn't work out.

The flight to Maui was short (about 25 minutes from gate to gate) and the pick up of the rental car went easily as well. About 30 minutes later we were turning onto Wailea Ike and stopped at a great little place we had been told about by the restaurant manager in Aulani, MonkeyPod Kitchen. We were both hungry so we shared salad and a pizza, bought some wine downstairs in a great little shop, along with some great cheeses and went the last mile to the Four Seasons. It was really like being "home" again. We were greeted warmly, our bags attended to, taken to the check in desk, given some cold towels, some cold juice and up to our room we went.

This view from our room also shows where we were married in 2002, right at the left edge there are two Plumeria trees, we were married on that spot under what was then an archway.

The room was as large and beautiful as we remembered, we unpacked and headed down for some drinks. Not too long after we were down Amy, Laura and Tracy  arrived and checked in, we changed our reservation for dinner from 2 to 5 people as they were up for the challenge of dinner after the long flight in from home!  We had a spectacular dinner at Spago! Great food, even better service, terrific wines. At the end of dinner everyone was tired, especially our newly arrived friends from the mainland so off we went to catch some much needed sleep.

The next morning, I got up early and headed down to get online at the Serenity Pool, they open at 7 AM, I got there at 6:40 and was only 10th in line. That turned out to be fine as I got two with an umbrella. It was the start of a beautiful relationship with the Serenity Pool, one that would be replayed each day except for the two we had early morning activities planned and would culminate with being in position #1 on what came to be fondly known as the "group W" bench on the next to last day there. (sadly only #2 on the last day).

The Serenity Pool became a base of operations for most of our stay in Maui. The two exceptions where the two mornings we did  things and I was unable to take my seat on the "bench". On Aug 4th, we all got up early and headed to see the sunrise on Haleakala. One funny thing happened on the way, I was pulled over at 4 AM by a local police officer who told me my taillights were not on, (seems the valet did not cycle the button all the way) after flipping the switch for me, the officer asked what we were doing and when I told him we were headed to Haleakala, his response was "hey, you better hurry....hope you make it" When have you EVER been pulled over and then been told to hurry :)  The trip was worth it, the sunrise was spectacular,




On the way down, we stopped for breakfast at the Kula Cafe, a recommendation from Lavinda,  one of the massage therapists (the same one who had worked on me 10 years earlier) from the Four Seasons. It was a great morning and the rest of the day was spent by the Fountain pool and also swimming on the beach. The other morning activity was our snorkel and snuba trip on the Pride of Maui on the morning of August 5th. We went out to Molokini and then to "Turtle Town". The boat was crowded but well run, the staff great, the snorkeling was frankly, better off the reef at the hotel. Snuba was interesting a nice way for a non certified diver to experience more than just floating on the surface, and had Sue not been tied up by some idiot who was not paying attention it would have been even better for her. We did see some turtles making the trip unique and fun.










A Very Soft Landing...

I've almost forgotten about this blog, it's been a long time, over two years...so I think it's time for a new addition, beyond the two year old Hawaii post that just, for some reason, published today?? go figure...

In these past two years, I've retired from full time public school teaching, become a grandfather times two, Had two hideous hip replacements fail, both revised and now seemingly correct and stronger than at any time in the past 5 years.

I've also taken up a part time teaching gig at a local catholic middle school about a half mile from my front door. The circumstances were funny, I subbed for a few days just to get out of the house after retiring, and was offered a part time situation, we spoke and it turned out to be three morning classes, all done by 11:10 in the morning. I took it on a whim, thought it would be interesting...it turns out to be a GREAT deal of fun.
The administration is wonderful, the parents incredibly nice and supportive, and the kids are just great.
I remember what my uncle once told me when I told him I was going to take a Junior High position in Greenwich in 1981..."well, you will really learn how to teach..." (he was a JHS teacher and subsequently a long term middle school principal so he knew of what he spoke).

That remains true for this little gig...I think I have learned more about what I do in the past 6 months than I needed to know in 35 years at the HS level.

Fun, great situation, and every other week they put some money in my checking account...who has it better than me??

Friday, February 10, 2012

Sometimes pages turn more quickly than we expect

So not too long after my latest set of thoughts I receive an email from my son telling me that his grandfather is in grave health and that he is en route to the nursing home where his grandfather currently resides. Now I don't know if you can refer to a father in law as an "ex" father in law since he and I never parted ways...but he is my former father in law.

We had an interesting relationship that changed dramatically for the better when Kate was born and grew even more when Drew came along. I've not seen him in many years, but what I do remember is how withdrawn and how sullen he almost always was. Now, it seems, he will be leaving us and what strikes me is the lack of joy he seemed to have. It's almost as if this is yet another "sign" for those who believe in such things that for me, it is time to not only turn the page but maybe seek out brand new books on what I hope is a long, happy, mystery filled ongoing journey....

funny how some events just seem to happen isn't it?

Turn the page??

So I've never given voice before to the actual thoughts of turning the page and seeking a new adventure. I mean honestly, moving from GHS to WHS was not really a new adventure it was just a change of locale much the same way that moving from Greenwich to Trumbull or Trumbull to Norwalk or even Yonkers to Lenox, MA was a change of locale.

Now, I'm actually for the first time, actually entertaining thoughts of a major change. I have to keep it in perspective as I always hit a low ebb this time of year and in most years a week in the sunshine reinvigorates me. So since that won't happen this year due to scheduling and redirecting things toward the Hawaii trip I do have to take a breath and see if that has anything to do with it.

On the other hand, this feeling is stronger than ever and I've actually begun to put some feelers out about putting a plan in place. I will also take a hard look at all things financial over the next couple of months both short and long term as, of course, that impacts all. The good news is that my M.O. has always been to be more productive when my back is to the wall and if I'm planning on sooner rather than later I would now be officially in "back to the wall" planning mode.

So...for those interested, stay tuned I think, like a roller coaster, the journey as started heading up the last hill and the trip down the other side could be a really wild ride...

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

It's been more than a year

Since I've waxed philosophic here...On October 24th 2011, my right hip, the first one I had replaced, failed. That caused incredible pain and a disruption in the space time continuum that was my life.
The good news: It was fixed by yet another surgery on 11/14/11 and seems to be getting better as the days go on.
The bad news: it has caused such emotional devastation that even a month and change removed from surgery I am having a very difficult time finding joy in anything. In the past I have always been excited about the onset of the holiday season, this year, I really don't care. In the past I have always looked forward to, and been excited about, putting together a big spread for Christmas Eve and then enjoying the equally great spread Sue puts out for Christmas Day. This year, it seems like drudgery and an obligation.

I have tried and continue to try to pull out of this spiral. The more I try the more I find myself pulling deeper and deeper inward.
There, I've given it voice now, maybe that's the first step in getting rid of it...I can only continue to hope.... 

Thursday, November 18, 2010

No Wonder High School Is A Metaphor For Life

Either I'm just callous or I missed the chapter in the book of life where aging should bring on a period of growth and transition. I do remember where in high school everything that happened was high drama, grudges were established, the truth was clouded by hurt feelings that were then exacerbated into issues that never existed either in reality or even in the mind until it was convenient. Small fires were lit that became volcanic eruptions over time when, in fact, those fires had long since been extinguished.

I thought growing into adulthood allowed for frank expressions of the truth, I know, I know, I was around when "plausible deniablilty" was added forever to the dictionary courtesy of Watergate, and I guess I should have learned over the last, going on 40 years since, that nothing really changes. Evolution of the species may be a physical and technological  reality but it has truly skipped the emotional side of things,

I don't know if I'll ever be able to fully adjust to a reality where "truth and justice" take a subordinate position to dancing around how being confronted with the truth might be "perceived", maybe I should be on an island somewhere I don't know. I thought there was a realization that appeasement is not effective, regardless of the reasons and only leads to more trouble down the road.  Detente is good as is peaceful coexistence, but both of those require all parties to agree to disagree and there needs to be honesty and there are times where honesty means disagreement. If everyone followed the same script what a dull place this would be.

So much for random access thoughts.....

Friday, August 13, 2010

Napa Valley Trip Summer 2010

On the afternoon of July 31st, Vinny Bertone came to the house to pick up Amy D., Sue and myself and at 7:30 that evening we took off from JFK for California and what we hoped would be a fun trip to Napa. It turned out to be more than, I think, any of us thought possible. The flight went fine, the baggage pick up easy, the rental car a quick pick up (albeit a very small Mustang for three people and three suitcases) and a quick  overnight at the Holiday Inn Express at the Oakland Airport. We woke up the next morning, had some very bad coffee at the hotel and left for Napa. We had a great breakfast at Gillwood's in St. Helena (I had asparagus benedict that was to die for) along with superb coffee and then made our way a little back up the road to the incredible Harvest Inn.
The Spectacular Harvest Inn!


We checked in, relaxed by the pool for a while and then after the requisite happy hour (having stopped at V.Sattui for "supplies") we were off to dinner at Mustard's Grill where the food was wonderful (Amy and I had THE Mongolian Pork Chop, Sue a marinated Hanger Steak and I started with excellent crab cakes). Back to the pool and the spa and off to bed.

The Mongolian Pork Chop @ Mustard's Grill



Laura and Tracy checked in late that night and we met them for breakfast (Harvest Inn has a wonderful room overlooking their vineyard where a bounteous breakfast is served each morning) and the journey began in earnest. Day 1 was pure debauchery: Four vineyards (Joseph Phelps, Plumpjack, Turnbull, Cakebread) where we each had individual tastings and no lunch (Turnbull put us over the edge with our host constantly refilling glasses after I joined their wine club). Dinner that night was at Press and while the service and the food were both excellent, we were all in a coma at that point however we did manage to rally and hit the pool and spa yet again that evening (yes with more wine along for the ride).
Cakebread Wines, stop #4 on Day 1


Day 2 brought on Sue and my anniversary (#8 for those keeping score) and Groth and Opus One (the 2005 much preferred over the 2006 though both fabulous)  along with an incredible dinner at Michael Chiarello's Bottega.
Groth
Opus One


On the way into Bottega for our 8th Anniversary :)


Day 3 took us to Calistoga where we visited Chateau Montelena (joined another wine club), had a GREAT tour at Schramsberg (along with a seated tasting of multiple bubblies and their signature J.Davies red, and YES another wine club joining), then we stopped to taste at the Wine Garage (already a wine club member there) and sang along to the Partridge Family and Sammy Davis Jr. with the Candy Man playing in the background. Happy as ever, we went back to the Harvest Inn, continued with another Happy Hour, and then off to CIA-Greystone for dinner. (This was the ONLY hiccup on the trip as the service was horrible yet the wine and the food were fine). Yes, back to the spa for an "after party"
Chateau Montelena


Outside Schramsberg





Day 4 was a day to catch up a bit. Tracy and Laura did a LOT of walking, Sue and Amy spent some time in St. Helena just walking in town and I spent about 2 hours flopping at the pool. Sue, Amy and I had a picnic at V.Sattui and met Tracy and Laura at Rubicon Estates for a seated tasting in the member's lounge (yup, already a wine club member there as well, and Tracy joined that one). Dinner was at Brix where the food and the service and the wine (Honig Cab) were spectacular, spa and pool followed as seemed to be the routine.

Tasting @ Rubicon Estates


Day 5 was a free form fun day. We started off at Markham where they were also displaying some original photos of early Rolling Stone covers along with the actual covers, their wine was ok. Then we stopped at Freemark Abbey and had another seated tasting which blew us away. Their 2005 Bouche Cab was a fast favorite of almost everyone, so much so that Tracy bought a bottle (which of course, we consumed that evening). We then had a most incredible lunch next door at the Silverado Brewing Company. An Heirloom Tomato sandwich on sourdough bread was outstanding and just the right touch for the afternoon. We then continued to another seated tasting at Duckhorn, which we were all anticipating but turned out to be good but not nearly as good as Freemark Abbey. However a friend I had not seen in 4 years, Stephen Baldwin, who now teaches in San Fran area, met us at Duckhorn and we had a blast catching up and just shooting the breeze. He came back with us to the Harvest Inn to continue Happy Hour and we had so much fun that we canceled the scheduled dinner at Ubuntu in Napa and just continued with chips and salsa that Sue and Amy had found at a farmer's market, and some bread and cheeses from Dean and Deluca and continued laughing into the evening. (Spa and Pool of course, after Stephen made his way home).
Stephen and Kevin @ Duckhorn


Day 6 was equally amazing. Sue's brother David (a member)  managed to get us into the super secret Bohemian Grove in Monte Rio (about an hour drive, thanks again to Capt. Tracy the driver for all of the week!!!!!). We were not allowed to take pictures of any kind, we could have no electronics, and Amy and I were approached by a security guard just "checking" on us,  after David had parked by a clearly hidden  motion sensor (and the two of us "interlopers" were alone as the rest of the group were climbing up a long path) . It was quite the experience to be able to go to a place where presidents, politicians, captains of industry and famous show biz people hang out once a year in guarded secrecy. We shared wine, bread, cheese, snacks and David and his friend Martin sang for us. A truly memorable day in a memorable week.

Day 7 saw Tracy and Laura leave early for a flight and Amy, Sue and I meander around on the way to our redeye flight. We stopped at Grgich Hills for a tasting (of course), had lunch in Yountville, at Hurley's (reco from Laura and Tracy) and then one last tasting at Domaine Chandon. A reasonable trip back to the airport (in mixed traffic) and the flight took off on time. It was tough sleeping and it took us about 2 days to get back to normal (Amy the animal went to a Yankee game that very afternoon....nice to be young...).

Here is a final list of the places we "tasted" pretty much in order....






V.Sattui

Joseph Phelps

Plumpjack

Turnbull

Cakebread

Groth

Opus One

Schramsberg

Chateau Montelana

Wine garage

Rubicon

Markham

Freemark Abbey

Duckhorn

Grgich Hills

Domaine Chandon

Bottom line, an incredible trip that could not have been any better, with great people, in a wonderful setting and a spectacular hotel. I'll refer back to this periodically in the dead of winter when I'm dragging :)

"A hole in the water, surrounded by fiberglass, into which one pours money"