I'VE NEVER NEEDED A VACATION MORE IN MY LIFE. Truthfully, I've had two years of Hell, and not sat down for a second, unless I was so down I couldn't get up. My dear, kind, loving friends, Lucie Arnaz and Larry Luckinbill rented a house on the water on Maui for a month and said, "Come on over." I did. And all we did was laugh, swim, nap, cook, read, and eat. It was a prescription for better health that came from God.
Larry, who is a true renaissance man, took us to Makena Beach where we survived the undertow and thrived. Then we went to the Grand Wailea and played in their pools--many pools--with slides, currents, rope drops, bridges, bars, volleyball nets--and that was for the kids (all except the bar, of course). We joined the kids. P.S. NEVER go on the big slide.
The sunsets and mornings were fantastic, and the bird watching from their house was mesmerizing. It was one of the most enchanting, glorious vacations I've ever had. I love them so.