We were on Maui, and we were riding a motorcycle. A tester.
After an afternoon and evening on the road, we checked into Wailea’s Andaz Maui resort, sight unseen, and staggered up to the front desk, a little beat up. Ok, a LOT beat up, as well as sunburnt, sweaty, bone-tired, and probably incoherent. A friendly desk clerk sat us on a couch, offered us a lemonade, and checked us in with an iPad, after which we collapsed into a firm, comfortable king bed in a modern, tasteful, and homey room.
We didn’t know or care if there were better rooms in the place—presidential or what-have-you. Our room was home, and we loved it to pieces. We’d stayed at swank joints all over the island, and this was an instant bond.
We woke the next day and walked along sensuous and beautifully still hallways, peeked out a window at the Pacific-
and found a faux beach we’d overlooked in the middle of the lobby. Right on.
The Andaz has 297 rooms and seven luxury villas with two, three, or four bedrooms. We found this resort hip without over-trying. It aims for, and hits, discerning travelers of taste, style, and class.
We were there only one night, and we hated to leave. We’ll be back.
Or our name isn’t Da Luxe.