Me: Well, there's this place called Makawao we like to go to, kind of a sanctuary garden, where there's a labyrinth. Not the corn maze kind, the meditation kind.
Them: You go to Maui and meditate?
Me: Well, not all the time, but yeah, kinda.
Them: Is there any night life?
Me: I think there's a Hard Rock Cafe in Lahaina.
Yes, we do make a trip upcountry every visit to go to the Sacred Garden. It's a nice drive up to the North Shore and a different kind of Hawaii from the beaches. I'm not sure what I'd call the ethos of the place, but it's something along the lines of equal-opportunity spirituality.
We've got Ganesh, Buddha, and Jesus - and that's just for starters. Lots of other figures I recognized, some I didn't, and I even saw some dragons. Mostly, it's a quiet place full of plants. Whatever the trip is, it is a calm and serene place, and helps refill the soul.
On the way back, Coco had another soulful experience. For months and months she's been wanting a close encounter with a cow - cow has sort of become her spirit guide lately - and when I spotted a pasture alongside the coast road, well, let's just say we didn't see the Private Property sign until too late.
I gotta say, those bovines have one of the best views in the island - I think they can see the surfers at Ho'okipa from their field.
All that and we made it back to Napili in time for Coco's afternoon swim. Good times.
Bonus picture: the colors in the cafe in Paia ( home of the dope-smoking surfing cowboys) were too good to pass up, especially with a beautiful woman in the composition:
(Does Coco look a bit like Kirsten Dunst in this photo? I never noticed that resemblance before.)