Quote: (12-04-2009 02:17 PM)thegmanifesto Wrote:
I have some good friends from Maui and whenever you write this stuff it reminds me of them and cracks me up.
I'm sure they'd love to see you. You should visit them. Check
Hawaiian.
Your friends can show you the back road shortcut to
Hotel Hana Maui.
The friends, or a cool guy on the internet, can quickly familiarize you with the lingo that will get you a room at
Grand Wailea for $110, also. There used to be a
Roy's right across the street, but they might have shut it down. There's still one in Lahaina.
Just don't go next door to the Polo Beach bar at the Fairmont. In fact, I'll never go to another corporate ass Fairmont again because of that place. First off, Polo Beach is on Oahu. Second, The damn hamburger was $22 and $2 more for cheese. It was on some giant popover and 8 inches tall with one inch of meat. The girl I was with's shrimp cocktail was $29 and those were grocery store shrimp yet the waitress tried to tell me they were some special Maui shrimp, like I was a tourist. I live 5 miles from a ton of shrimp farms and know my shit. I know all the aquaculture people in Maui and they would be offended if they knew those rats were trying to pass that crap off as theirs.
No prices on the menus. And I love restaurants, but don't force a $200 bill on me when the food is crap. And if it was good, you wouldn't be able to magically discount it 10%. She's just trying to save her tip, which she's not getting for trying to rip me off like she does the "guests".
Then they get the hotel manager because the restaurant manager is out smoking ice and this guy is a Russian, and just got transferred there from the Fairmont in Pittsburgh! How a Russian from Pittsburgh is supposed to have any beach resort management experience is beyond me. This is supposed to be a high end place where high end people who drop serious dollars into this state come, and this is the impression they get? Show some Aloha.
When we were walking out I looked around the pool and it was all just a bunch of dead beats that maxed out their shit sitting around like losers. They don't know the difference anyway. The real joke is on the Visa card people.
The only local working there was the valet and the first thing he says is "Cuz, you shoulda talked to me, they'll fuck you."
This is long, but people need to know stuff like it!
Aloha!
