Sea Turtles are a lot like Santa Clause, they know if you've been bad or good so if you are a relatively good person with a functioning moral compass, chances are while snorkeling you may cross ocean paths with a sea turtle. If you are a saint, never inhaled and save puppies from burning buildings, a sea turtle may even swim with you an invite a pet or two even though you aren't supposed to. I've pet a few, don't tell anyone. Now if your moral compass needs batteries and you are married with kids and have a second wife and family in Chicago and wife A in Burbank California doesn't know about your hidden second family and double life, you may as well just Google some videos of sea turtles because there is no chance in hell one will ever swim with you let alone anywhere near you. They are the Unicorns of the sea but I'm sure some jelly fish will enjoy your company.
I've been to Maui many times and snorkeled black rock last year, swam with a sea turtle & when I went way out into the ocean I met two large sting rays head on. I was traumatized! This trip was my fiance's first time in Hawaii. Even though I was to scared to go way out into the ocean with him, I told him to snorkel all the way around black rock for the experience. After a while he came back to our towels so excited, "Come with me" he said, extending his hand out pulling me up. "I swam with a sea turtle most of the time I was in the water!" I put my fins on and out we went and sure enough his new friend came right up to us. It was heaven.
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I leave my Diva at home while in Hawaii. No need for a five course five star meal. I'll settle for a taco shack on the side of the road as long as Yelp says it's awesome. I've eaten at many places around the world and a few meals are memorable.
Chicken Parmesan at age 13 in Little Italy New York City with my late Greek Grandpa well before NY turned into the Starbucks on every corner town it is today. (I am originally from NY, Long Island to be specific) The Italian joint was narrow, dimply lit, a faint smell of a red fish sauce in the air and some mafia types at the back table. Next, a simple piping hot vegetable broth based soup on the beach in Santorini Greece that I ate every morning for breakfast. Whatever olive oil they used to cook the soup was buttery and Divine. The Jidori Hen egg a la truffle at Michael Mina's RN74 in San Francisco and the dish I am about to describe. While driving the road to Hana in the middle of Jurassic Park I mean the rain forest there is a woman on the right side of the road on a small muddy hill. Her children are playing on scooters in the middle of the road and she is grilling up wild boar and local chickens I'm pretty sure she caught herself as they roam freely everywhere. She serves the grilled meat on a banana leaf with grilled veggies I couldn't clearly identify, part potato part zucchini, all sourced from the forest. There are no plates, no napkins, no forks or knives. It's just her, a grill and skills. If you want chopsticks she takes a piece of bamboo and slices it with her machete. Don't be the milky white guy with a fanny pack pulling up in a rented Burgundy Thunderbird asking for a plastic bag and packets of ketchup to go. If she doesn't slap you I will. Pay her double the little amount she charges you, be polite and sit at her table and eat your food and compliment her when you are finished. The food is straight F'ing amazing!
Swim in the ocean not the hotel pool. The salt is good for your skin and you didn't come all that way for chlorine & concrete.
Rent a Jeep, leave the resort get out and explore!
Drive down neighborhood streets to get a feel for local culture.
Don't buy into bar tenders flirting with you. Yes you are pretty but they flirt with EVERYONE. Hate to burst your bubble but it's true. They either want a fat tip or they want to sleep with you, probably both!
Eat some damn pineapple and chocolate covered macadamia nuts. Who cares if five nuts have 8 billion calories and 72 trillion grams of fat. It doesn't count when you are on vaca!