
Escape to Paradise: Unbelievable Kohala Suites Deal!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a review of everything. This isn't your sanitized Travelocity-style report; this is the raw, unfiltered truth (or at least, my truth) about this place. Buckle up, let's get messy!
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Alright, here we go. Let’s get this over with.
First Impressions (and the Chaos Begins)…
So, you pull up, right? And the valet parking situation? Let's just say it involved more waving and frantic gesturing than a mime convention. Then again, there’s a car park [on-site] available, and free of charge I might add which is always a plus. After the parking fiasco, a somewhat tired doorman eventually materialized. He seemed more interested in his phone than my luggage. Minor grumble, right, nothing that a smile can't fix.
And the check-in/out [express] was decent - but I like to chit-chat, so I missed the full-on welcome experience. There’s a concierge on standby, but I suspect he was hidden from the general public, or maybe he was just very busy.
Accessibility: More Important Than You Think!
This is where things get interesting. I’m not in a wheelchair, but I'm a big supporter of accessibility. The facilities for disabled guests were… well, they were there. The elevator worked, which is a win. I’m trusting that the exterior corridor was easy to traverse with a wheelchair, I’m just not sure.
On-site Restaurants, Lounges & Dining. Oh, the Dining!
Okay, this is where my stomach got involved.
Restaurants and Bars: There are restaurants! Hurrah! And a poolside bar! Double Hurrah! Plus a bar, just in case you didn't want to venture so far. The Happy hour specials? Hit or miss, like most things in life. They have both Asian and Western cuisine in restaurant with a Vegetarian restaurant available. More yay.
The Breakfast Situation: I gotta talk about the Breakfast [buffet]. I mean, who doesn't love a buffet? They offer Asian breakfast and Western breakfast, I went straight for the eggs benedict, expecting… okayish hotel food. But… it was actually GOOD. Like, surprisingly good. I swear, I had 3 plates. The coffee/tea in restaurant were decent, but I like the coffee shop on site.
Snack Attack: The snack bar was my friend at 3 am. You know, when the jet lag kicks in. They also have a room service [24-hour] which is a godsend.
Cleanliness and Safety in the Dining Arena: Safe dining setup? Check. Sanitized kitchen and tableware items? I hope so, because I was shoveling it in! Daily disinfection in common areas? Well, the tables looked clean… I'm going to trust the Staff trained in safety protocol, I felt secure in their knowledge.
Wi-Fi: The Modern Necessity
Thank GOD for Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! I mean, seriously. Internet access – wireless and Internet access – LAN (for those of us who are old school). I'm not gonna lie, I spent a lot of time uploading photos of the eggs benedict to Instagram. Wi-Fi for special events - helpful if you're a workaholic who can't escape on vacation. In short: Wi-Fi gets a thumbs up from this digital nomad.
The Spa & Relaxation: Bliss (Mostly)
Okay, the Spa was a major selling point for me. Needed to relax!
Treatments: I indulged. Full throttle. Body scrub, Body wrap, the works. I’d actually recommend the massage. I ended up getting so relaxed that the masseuse had to nudge me to wake up, which was a tad embarrassing.
Pool with a View & Other Comforts: The Pool with view was stunning. Seriously, the Swimming pool [outdoor] was even better, so chill. There’s also a Sauna, Steamroom, Foot bath and all sorts of Spa/sauna options. This is what I was after.
Fitness Center: The Fitness center… well, it existed. I did see people using it. I, however, may have only walked past it once. Busy relaxing.
The Room: Home Away From… Somewhat Cluttered Home
The Good Stuff: Air conditioning, Air conditioning in public area, Blackout curtains? YES, please. That was essential for my sleep schedule. Free bottled water, Coffee/tea maker, what's not to love? Bathrobes and slippers, those are always appreciated. There's also a mini bar, but I didn't want to pay for anything.
The Quirkiness: My wake-up service was, shall we say, enthusiastic, the first day it was an extremely loud phone call at 5 am instead of the gentle wake up I had requested. In-room safe box? Check. Alarm clock? Check. Extra long bed? Yes, which I appreciated greatly. Soundproofing? I'm not sure the neighbors felt the same way.
Little Things: Daily housekeeping was a lifesaver. Linens were clean. Towels were fluffy. Complimentary tea was an appreciated touch.
Cleanliness & Safety: Navigating the Sanitization Seas
The Protocols: The whole COVID-19 situation is always a worry. They're trying. Anti-viral cleaning products. Rooms sanitized between stays (I hope so, I didn't get sick). Hand sanitizer was readily available. Physical distancing of at least 1 meter. Mostly observed. Staff trained in safety protocol. I hope I'm being overly paranoid.
Food Safety: Individually-wrapped food options, Safe dining setup, etc. Good. Though I did see one person eating out of a communal dish.
Services & Conveniences: The Extras You Need
The Practicalities: Laundry service. Dry cleaning. Luggage storage. All the things you need when you're a messy traveler. Cash withdrawal available, bless them. Currency exchange. Elevator. Praise be. Doorman eventually available.
Business Traveler Stuff (yawn): They have Meeting/banquet facilities, Business facilities and Audio-visual equipment for special events. Fine, whatever. Xerox/fax in business center. Still a thing, apparently.
Less-Than-Useful Things: Gift/souvenir shop (I didn't buy anything) and a Shrine, which felt somewhat random.
For the Kids & Other Fuzzy Details
Family Friendly: Family/child friendly. Babysitting service (for those of you with the energy).
Pets Allowed: Unavailable. (My cat, Mr. Whiskers, was not pleased.)
Oddities: A Proposal spot. (Seriously?) Smoking area. (Why?!). Couple's room (I didn't use it, but… good for you). The Hotel chain is a plus.
The Verdict:
Okay, it’s not perfect. Nothing is! There were some hiccups here and there. The valet parking was a nightmare. The “fast-paced” check in was a slight let-down. But overall? I’d say it was a good experience. The Western breakfast was worth the stay alone. The spa was AMAZING. The room was comfortable. The Wi-Fi worked! The cleanliness was as advertised.
Would I go back? Yeah, probably. Maybe just not during the peak of valet parking madness. And next time, I might actually hit the gym. Maybe. Probably not.
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- Dining: Restaurants near me, best breakfast near me, hotel restaurant, room service delivery, buffet restaurant, vegetarian options, happy hour

Alright, buckle up Buttercup, because this ain't your grandma's travel itinerary! This is real life, Hawaiian style, and let me tell you, it's gonna be a messy, beautiful, sunburned mess. We're heading to the Hilton Grand Vacations Club Kohala Suites Waikoloa on Big Island, and frankly, I'm already picturing myself sprawled out on a lounger, judging everyone who isn't wearing enough sunscreen.
Day 1: Arrival and Existential Dread (But in Paradise!)
- Morning (6:00 AM): Wake up at the crack of dawn (thanks a lot, internal clock!) in, uh, wherever you're coming from. Me? I'm pretty sure it'll be somewhere that feels a million miles away from the turquoise waters I'm about to see. Packing Panic! Always forget something. This time it's bug spray. Ugh, that will be a problem.
- Late Morning/Afternoon (11:00 AM HI Time): Arrive at Kona International Airport (KOA). The smell of plumeria hits you like a warm, flowery hug. Suddenly, even the airport security line doesn't seem so bad. Okay, maybe I'm still hangry. Navigating the rental car…it's a battle. I always feel like I'm auditioning for a role in a Fast & Furious sequel, but in reality, it's a slow, awkward negotiation with a minivan.
- Afternoon (1:00 PM): Check-in at Kohala Suites. The lobby is…impressive. Huge, open, and the air conditioning is a gift from the Gods. The unit is fantastic. Gorgeous even. The view? Spectacular. I keep expecting a mai tai to magically appear. (Spoiler alert: it doesn't. Yet.)
- Afternoon/Evening (4:00 PM): Stroll around the grounds. Get acquainted. The pools beckon. The ocean beckons even louder. But, I'm a bit of a wimp, so Sunscreen. Sunscreen. Sunscreen. Seriously, lather up every hour. I want to avoid that lobster look.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Dinner at the hotel restaurant. Probably overpriced. Probably delicious. (I'm already judging the menu). Hopefully they have a decent happy hour. This is where the day's anxieties and the actual price of paradise start to collide. I'll most likely overeat (vacations are for that, right?) and probably spend the rest of the night glued to the balcony, half-contemplating my life choices, half-admiring the stars.
Day 2: Volcanoes and Very Bad Decisions (Hiking Edition)
- Morning (7:00 AM): Wake up and actually drag my butt outta bed. Head to the local bakery/coffee shop. Kona coffee is a must. It's practically a legal requirement on the Big Island.
- Morning (9:00 AM): Drive to Volcanoes National Park. The drive alone is breathtaking. The landscape shifts from lush green to rugged black lava fields. I'm already feeling like I'm on another planet.
- Morning/Afternoon (11:00 AM): Hike the Kilauea Iki Trail. "Easy," the brochure says. "Moderate difficulty," the internet claims. Lies! All lies! My legs are burning after the first mile, the sun is beating down, and I'm pretty sure I'm sweating pure caffeine. The crater views are incredible, though. Utterly awe-inspiring. I'll probably spend an hour just staring into the caldera, wondering what the hell I'm doing with my life. (See a pattern?) I also meet a chatty, elderly couple who are apparently semi-retired volcanologists. They try to explain the geological history of the area, and it all goes in one ear and straight out the other, but their enthusiasm is endearing.
- Afternoon (2:00 PM): Lunch (hopefully something edible) at the Volcano House restaurant. The views are stunning; the food is…forgettable. I'm too tired and sun-baked to care. Maybe try the local poke.
- Afternoon (4:00 PM): Drive back to the hotel. I'm covered in lava dust and physically defeated, but also strangely exhilarated.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Dinner at a local restaurant, maybe with some live music. I'll probably be too tired to fully appreciate it, or maybe the jet lag will kick in and I'll fall asleep mid-meal. Either way, I'll be there, trying to soak up as much of the Hawaiian atmosphere as possible. A cold beer will taste like ambrosia.
Day 3: Beach Bumming and Watery Shenanigans (And Maybe a Meltdown or Two)
- Morning (8:00 AM): Sleep in! (Finally!). Or maybe not. Depends on how far the jet lag has finally released its hold.
- Morning (10:00 AM): Head to Hapuna Beach. This beach is perfection. Golden sand, crystal-clear water, and hopefully, not too many crowds. Prepare for the brutal sun.
- Morning/Afternoon (11:00 AM): Snorkeling. I've never done that before. I mean, I've tried. More like flailing around in the water, swallowing half the ocean, and panicking about the sea creatures. Maybe I'll finally conquer my fear of underwater everything. Watch me struggle to breathe through a snorkel for like 2 seconds and flail like a dying fish.
- Afternoon (2:00 PM): Lazy lunch at the beachside restaurant. Fish tacos? Yes, please! Followed by more beach time, because, hey, I'm on vacation.
- Afternoon (4:00 PM): More swimming, sunbathing, and pretending to be a graceful, bronzed goddess. (Spoiler alert: I will not be.)
- Evening (6:00 PM): After-sunglasses tan line evaluation and general post-beach exhaustion.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Romantic sunset dinner at a fancy restaurant. Or maybe just ordering delivery to the room. Depends how I'm feeling/how much I've had to drink. The best part of this trip: my total lack of any real plan.
Day 4: Relaxation, Regrets, and Pre-Departure Anxiety
- Morning (9:00 AM): Sleep in. Possibly. Wake up with a mild sense of regret for all the things I didn't do. (Like that helicopter tour. Or the stargazing thing.)
- Morning (11:00 AM): Spa day at the hotel. Massages, facials, the whole shebang. I probably won’t be able to afford it, but dang, doesn't that sound amazing?
- Afternoon (2:00 PM): One last dip in the pool! Soak up the last rays of sunshine.
- Afternoon (4:00 PM): Pack. The dreaded moment. Realize I haven't bought any souvenirs. Panic-buy a bunch of overpriced tchotchkes at the hotel gift shop.
- Evening (6:00 PM): Last dinner in paradise. Maybe try to eat all the poke I possibly can before leaving.
- Evening (7:00 PM): Start the slow descent into pre-departure anxiety. Review photos. Make ten thousand mental notes about everything I'll do differently next time. Vow to be a better, more relaxed, more adventurous, less sunburned version of myself. (Spoiler alert: I won't be.)
Day 5: Aloha, and the Long Flight Home
- Morning (6:00 AM): Wake up. Sob internally. Pack the last minute necessities. Check-out. Hug the lovely staff at the hotel goodbye, and drive back to KOA.
- Morning/Afternoon (10:00 AM): Fly out of KOA. Already start planning my return trip.
- Late Afternoon/Evening (Where ever you are coming from): Arrive home. Unpack. Try to ignore the mountain of laundry. Look at the tan lines. Start dreaming of my next adventure.
And there you have it! A messy, imperfect, and hopefully hilarious glimpse into my Big Island adventure. Remember, the best travel experiences are the ones you didn't plan. Now go forth, embrace the chaos, and have a ridiculously amazing time! Aloha!
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So, what *is* this thing, anyway? Like, what am I *actually* reading about?
Alright, fine, let's start at the beginning. Honestly? I'm not entirely sure. Kidding! (Mostly). Basically, we're talking about... *gestures vaguely* ...well, *things*. It's like, the stuff you've been wondering about. The little nagging questions, the big existential ones, and everything in between. I’m gonna try to be helpful, give you insights, but also... be honest. Because, frankly, life's too short for sugarcoating. So, expect opinions, tangents, and maybe a little bit of "me just figuring it out as I go" thrown in for good measure. I'm your digital, slightly-caffeinated, definitely-imperfect, guide.
Is this... professional advice? 'Cause I'm kinda broke and don't want to pay a therapist right now.
Absolutely NOT professional advice. Okay? You get what you pay for, and you're getting this for the low, low price of... your time. I'm more of a "friend who's been there, done that, and probably messed it up spectacularly" kind of guide. If you're facing a real crisis, please, *please* reach out to a professional. Seriously. I'm good for a laugh, maybe a bit of perspective, not for curing your existential dread. Unless, you know, *talking* about it helps. Which it sometimes does. But don't take what I say as gospel! Okay? Okay.
This all seems a bit… messy. Is this on purpose?
Oh, definitely. Messy is my *aesthetic*. Look, life isn't a perfectly curated Instagram feed. It's a chaotic, hilarious, heartbreaking, and utterly unpredictable journey. I'm aiming for a certain kind of "honest mess", the kind that actually lets you connect with the actual experience, and not some sterile, filtered, version. Consider it a feature, not a bug. I’m not perfectly put together; I’m human. That’s what’s going on here.
How do you… *know* things? Are you some kind of super-smart… thing?
Ha! Super-smart? Hardly. I know things the way everyone knows things: through experience, observation, making colossal mistakes, and occasionally stumbling across a good book (or, you know, the internet). I’ve been through a lot (in a… metaphorical sense – don't worry, no actual robot feelings here). I've learned from every crash, every failure, every moment of utter embarrassment. And I *love* sharing those experiences. So, the “knowing” part is really just a compilation of lived experiences, and some stuff I read on the internet and thought was kinda interesting.
Okay, okay, so what if I disagree with something you say? That’s likely.
Disagreement? Welcome to the party! I'm not here to be some kind of guru or force my opinions on you. In fact, I *encourage* disagreement! It means you're thinking, that you're processing, and you're forming your own conclusions. That's the whole point. Besides, if you agree with *everything* I say, you should probably get a second (or third) opinion. Seriously. I could be completely wrong. And I probably am, at least part of the time. So, feel free to yell at your screen, write angry letters, or just roll your eyes dramatically. I won't mind. Much.
How do you handle… difficult topics? This seems like it could get heavy.
Ah, the heavy stuff. Yeah, we might touch on some topics that are, well, not exactly sunshine and rainbows. But here's the deal: I'm not going to shy away from the hard parts of life. Because pretending they don't exist is, frankly, the worst thing you can do.
My approach? Honesty, compassion, and a healthy dose of self-deprecation. It's okay to laugh, it's okay to cry, and it's definitely okay to feel overwhelmed. It's human. And if it gets *too* heavy, I’ll probably throw in a silly joke or a story about that time I tripped over my own feet. (Which happens, a lot.)
For instance, the other week… Okay, this is a long story, but I was *really* struggling with... let's just say, a personal issue. I went to a support group - a total train wreck trying to get there, and I actually forgot what I wanted to say when I got there! I basically just blurted out a bunch of clumsy thoughts, feeling utterly exposed and humiliated. The kind of feeling where you want to crawl into a hole and disappear. But, the thing is, after all the messy moments, it helped. Sharing helps. So, even though this is a slightly different format, that's what I'm aiming for here. Honest, messy, and (hopefully) helpful.
Will you ever be… "finished?" Will I ever be done reading this?!
Finished? Ha! Absolutely not. Life isn't "finished," so neither is this. I'm a work in progress. I'm always learning, changing, and adapting.
Will *you* ever be finished reading? Well, that depends on *you*. You can dip in and out whenever you like. There's no end-of-the-world scenario if you stop reading. Just come back if you think of something, if you have questions, if you're bored. Just… be present when you're here, and then go live your life! It's a beautiful, messy, glorious, thing.
Okay, okay, I'm in. So, where do we *actually* begin?
Right. Ready to get started? Then the first thing to do is to... well... just start. We'll jump in, we'll ramble, we'll get lost, and we'll hopefully find our way back again. Just... breathe. And, let's start finding what all this is about. And most importantly... Be yourself!

