Day 4, Saturday, May 13, 2017
On Saturday, Brent and Rich went to work again, so Brandon and I decided to enjoy a quiet pool day at the condo. We lounged and and relaxed. I read my book and took a nap – it was wonderful, and the weather wasn’t even too hot! In fact, I wished the sun were out a bit more! I was the most pale tourist around!
Relaxing with a book
My sunshine view…
I had more salad for lunch and then we had a few cocktails in the afternoon. I mean, I was on vacation! Perfect for a little day drinking!
Brandon and Me on the lanai
Me on the lanai – the humidity kept fogging up my camera!
In the late afternoon, we took the trolley into town and went to the Kona Brewery for beer and dinner. The beer and food were excellent, and they have a lot of different kinds to try! We had nachos with Portuguese sausage (which is very popular in Hawaii), and I had a Pineapple IPA. YUM!
The sunset from the trolley
Since we were already in town, why not go all out with an impromptu Pub Crawl!
After the Kona Brewery, we wandered down to the Fish Hopper for a Mai Tai, and then stopped in at Bubba Gump Shrimp Company for a beer. This place was nearly dead – I was surprised by how quiet it was on a Saturday night… Since I have never been to one though, I really had nothing to compare it to. Little did I know my night was about to get more lively…
I wanted to sit by the bar by the window, because it overlooked the water, and it was windy and I wanted to watch the waves crashing against the shore outside of the restaurant. Brandon and I started talking to a man at the bar next to us. He was originally from Seattle and now lived in Hawaii. He made a comment to me about my husband, and I responded that Brandon and I weren’t married, and that he was a friend. Then the man said to me, “Are you a prostitute?” What!? Excuse me!!!? Mind you, I was not dressed up or dressed sexy or showing a lot of cleavage or anything! I was wearing a brewery t-shirt, shorts, and Chaco sandals. After replying that “No,” I was indeed not a prostitute, he apologized for the mistake and then weirdly explained that his employer sends prostitutes to make contact with him regularly to try to tempt him, so he never really knows when he is going to be solicited, so surely I could understand the confusion… Ummmm… Ok… Wow… Stories of tin foil hats certainly came to mind… I mean really, I had SO MANY QUESTIONS…
Brandon and I got up to move to a different spot, and the man asked if we could keep talking. NO! The second you ask if I am a prostitute is the second where you lose your opportunity to talk to me, even if you are clearly mentally ill. And even though I was curious about why you think your employer is intentionally sending prostitutes to solicit you on a regular basis… Oh my!
Me in my finest prostitute duds
Our last stop on our Pub Crawl was at Humpy’s Big Island Ale House – who makes up these names!? Yeah, yeah, I know, the whales… Humpy’s was a great outdoor bar, with a covered and uncovered area, and I believe there was a nightclub upstairs for those inclined to go dancing. Humpy’s has a great beer list, both of Hawaiian beers, and all sorts of craft beers from all over the US. Brandon and I enjoyed ourselves talking and making friends with the guys sitting next to us, before finally heading home for the night.
Aside from the prostitute incident, it was a wonderful, relaxing day! And I have a travel story that will probably never get old!
Note: The Kona trolley is $2 per person, bring cash and exact change.