Arghhh (or however you spell the sound of frustration). Ok…so I was sitting on the couch one Sunday about 4 weeks ago, bored. I decided to catch up on old emails I never got around to, and what do I find…a link to a writing workshop in Maui. My palms got to tingling, I felt fear and just like that I knew I had to go…with no research, no vetting and no figuring out a single solitary thing. I paid for the trip.
Fast-forward to today. I leave for the trip TOMORROW and the problem is I still haven’t figured out a thing. And what has my stomach in a knot right now is I have no idea how I’m going to get from the airport to the frigging resort. The coordinators suggested a rental car…I looked into it (like just now) and the cheapest I see will cost me $537 for the week. I don’t want to pay that. I am not paying that. Next I looked into an airport shuttle service. I called. They answered and then transferred me to the Hawaii office we’re I got a recording telling me the number has changed and if I want to sign up for new Dish service please press 1. Next option: Uber. I signed up for an account. It looks like they are in Maui. Only thing is they do not take reservations and who even knows if my phone app will work on the island.
I’m still hunting and trying to figure it out…but at this point it looks like I will be in a Maui airport begging kind strangers for a ride. Cross your fingers for me.