Lookit how dog-friendly the Maui Airport is…
Yes, Maui, the Island of the Sun (or something very Paradisey-sounding like that). We spent two weeks in this tropical wonderland. We fell asleep every night to the crashing of the waves. We strolled along the beach, holding hands and– Oh My God is that a cockroach??
That is a cockroach, isn’t it. And they’re breeding like rabbits!
I thought the condo association would have sprayed for that. Oh dear, they’re all over the place!
Hello….trying to eat my lunch here. Could you get a cockroach motel room?
And look at all those disgusting people taking pictures. Perverts.
After this horrifying experience, I don’t know if we can ever stay at this place again. I tried to make the best of it, and even asked the cockroaches to smile and I got nothing but sour puss faces.
So I turned further out to sea, but every time I tried to take a picture of the sea monsters, they flipped me the bird.
What kind of place is this?



















