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Honeymoon – day fifteen

Our flight home is from Honolulu and that flight leaves super early in the morning. So today marks the official end of our honeymoon as tonight is about being near to the airport to get there in time.

We leave have breakfast at the hotel. It is our first time ever having breakfast at the hotel. Dinner last night was our first meal ever at the hotel. honeymoon full of firsts even when returning to the same hotel.

Our flight from Maui was in line with check out time so we didn’t have to rush. We fly to Honolulu and prepare for tomorrow.

This time we are at the Halekulani’s sister hotel the Waikiki Park Hotel (now Halepuna). We have been a bit worried because the Halekulani was so nice. We just don’t know if we can be in Waikiki and not at the Halekulani. As soon as we check-in and get to our room, all of those fears are put to rest.

One of the most amazing things on arriving in the room was the gifts. This was our last honeymoon night. Even though the last real night of the honeymoon was last night. Our hotel knew this.

Waikiki Park hotel gift final night of honeymoon hotel gift

The hotel manager and the sales manager both gave us gifts and cards in the room. It was so super sweet and unexpected. Wine, two cards and two boxes of cookies. I have never splurged on these cookies but next time we go to Hawaii I might just have to. We loved them. One of the boxes was the biggest gift pack available. It was very well received to say the least.

Laundry night

We pack and do washing after checking in. I sort through luggage. We left some luggage with Waikiki Park at the start of our trip. These are things I need for my move to New Zealand. I didn’t need this stuff on holiday, not in Canada not in Hawaii. I won’t get a chance to go home when we land in Sydney so I needed to have it with me to take on my next flight. It is super handy the hotel was willing to store them so long before our check-in.

I sort through my bags. Packing things into the bags allocated to come with me to New Zealand. Shifting all Triston’s things over to the bag he would take home.

Triston decided we need an early sleep so he’s gone to get dinner while I sort and pack everything. We decided on steak shack because we like it and it is reasonably close.

Hawaii Steak shack Waikiki

He ordered a steak plate for each of us and also a Pluto Pup for me. He was so proud of himself. I had, at some point, mentioned I would like a Dagwood Dog, which he calls a Pluto pup. Similar to a corn dog only the batter isn’t made with gritty cornmeal.

One his way back to the hotel, however, the doors to the lobby required opening. There was a kid messing about at the doors but on the other side. Triston tried to open the doors but his hands were full. The kid – like a teen/tween, not a 4-year-old – didn’t help with the doors. Triston had to manually push the doors, trying to avoid an annoying, in the way and refusing to be helpful, child.

Honeymoon over, dinner is ruined

steak shack final honeymoon meal

It was in opening the doors that Triston dropped our dinner. One of the packs burst open and all its contents spilled across the floor. The kid laughed, Triston cried. Staff were called to clean up. Triston eventually returned to the room, sad, defeated, hungry and upset. He had been so happy moments ago, but I didn’t see it. Now, he was just sad. Sad and hungry.

It took me a while but I coaxed the problem out of him. I laughed and gave him a hug. He was so upset he was still shaking. I loved the corn dog, well at least the effort and thought. I don’t actually like corn dogs, the batter is bleh. Dagwood dogs all the way. I told him that tomorrow I was moving to New Zealand so he just had to get over it and enjoy the rest of the time we had together. He didn’t, he still isn’t over it.

That is it. All over. Done. Honeymoon complete. We upgraded at the airport. Just in case the flight home was going to be filled with the same drama as the flight over, we thought it best to sit in the comfort of business for that. Everything went off without a hitch. Triston went home when we arrived in Sydney and I didn’t. I went through the international transit lounge and headed off to NZ, in business on a points flight.

I think it is about time we go back!

Honeymoon day fifteen was evening of 4 to morning of 5 August 2017 in Hawaii
Arriving back to Sydney on the 6th of August
Originally published 23rd February 2019
Updated 13 November 2019


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  3. I’ve never been to Hawaii, but I hope some day to go! I just worry that the day I go will, I’ll never come home. XD Poor TW and the dinner door fiasco. I feel his frustration.

    At least your trip wrapped up with a wonderful treat. What a nice gift from the hotel staff for your final night. They sound so yummy!

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