You gotta love Jetstar. They seduce you with their irresistible fares so much that you don’t even mind the ads-ons. You forgive them when they email you the day before departure telling you that they’ll be an hour late. No worries. When you arrive at the airport and they tell you that the plane is late arriving, you tell them that it’s ok You will just sit in the bar while Mr X again, stalks John Devine, ex- Cats player and coach. ( some of us remember Tasmania!)

When they tell you that the toilets are tricky and they are dealing with them, you are still not perturbed. When they try and blame it on the captain cos he says he’s not going anywhere cos the interior lights aren’t working, you say… Do what you gotta do. HOWEVER, when the onboard entertainment ADD-on that you paid for needs to get rebooted which results with everyone on board getting it for free, you finally say….. ENOUGH!!!!
Jetstar could take a few lessons from the lovely ISLAND  AIR whose lovely flight attendant even points out the whales in the water below. Forget about the fact that you are flying so low that you could even touch them. We did find it hard to cope with their sign at check- in though: 

Our Airbnb matched all the photos and the added extras left by our host, Libby were much appreciated.

A wander around Maalaea and a quick bite to eat at ‘Beach Bums’ have sworn us off fried food for the remainder of our holiday. How can you murder calamari like that?

 A Maitai

 in Lahaina whilst whale watching was enough for these two jet-laggers who soon succumbed to pushing zzzzs.