The Pu, a Hawaiian conch shell, was blown to let us know that it was time for dinner. We had signed up for the VIP package so we walk over to the mansion. We were seated around an open-air courtyard with views of the plantation grounds and Mt. Waialeale in the distance. As we sipped our Champagne and sparkling cider, we watched a hula dancer who told beautiful stories of Hawaiiana with her elegant and graceful movements.
