A couple of weeks ago I went to Maui for a last minute, long-weekend getaway. We were away for four days, just long enough to slow the pace down and truly relax. When I was growing up, my family, like so many other Seattle families, went to Maui for vacation every year. We stayed in old Maui – Kaanapali or Kapalua usually. The shops and restaurants of Lahaina became so familiar over the years, it seemed nothing ever changed. I loved it all. After I graduated high school and friends were jetting off to Europe, I opted to go to Maui. I left the day after graduation and came back the week before college started. I could write a book on the experience of being seventeen (and on the extreme naive end of the worldliness spectrum) and being completely on my own financially (and otherwise), while on a tropical island in the Pacific. When my plane landed late that night and I was greeted by my Maui friends that I met a few months prior, with whom I would be living for the next three months, I was informed that they had been evicted that morning and we didn’t have a place to live…. And there were no cell phones as it was 1984. Needless to say, I learned a lot about life, survival, being resourceful and what and absolute blast it is to not have a plan.
I had only been to the Wailea part of Maui a couple of times since my summer of ’84. But Wailea didn’t feel like the Maui of my memories, so I guess I lost my desire for Hawai’i over the years. I assumed it all had changed. How wrong I was. Coming back to the places we used to go – six nomads, one car and a lot of surfboards – brought me back to that summer and my love has been reignited. So, I’ve been having Maui dreams and as such, I’ve been fantasizing about what my ideal Polynesian island home would look like…
The Hawaiian plantation style architecture and the dark green color are just perfect. This house blends right in with the surrounding tropical plants
Part hut, part day bed, all about serious relaxing.
I love the texture and warmth these wooden doors add to the room. If I could find them, I’d use antique Polynesian doors and a big banana leaf on the nightstand.
Another bedroom with old doors or wardrobe for the closet. Again, I might add some dark green and darker wood accents.
Dinners here with friends and family with the island breezes gently blowing through – pure heaven,
Maui nō ka ‘oi