Here are a few fun facts: Up until this month, only five hurricanes have struck Hawaii since 1950. As luck would have it, the sixth one decided to aim itself at the islands on precisely the weekend when my husband and I had planned a much-needed trip to Kauai.
I need to preface this story by admitting that it’s going to sound a bit “poor little rich girl.” I am completely aware that the sentence “we had to cancel our trip to Hawaii because of a hurricane” is perhaps the most epic first world problem of all time. That said, when I got online to check in for our flight last Wednesday night, my heart sank when I saw the travel advisory pop up. It was a really tough call to make, because tropical storms/hurricanes are notoriously unpredictable. It was a toss of the dice. There was a chance that Hawaii could get a direct hit, but there was also a chance that the storm would lose steam and/or drift off to the west and sidestep the islands entirely. We didn’t want to miss out on our vacation, but we also didn’t want to risk being stuck indoors for the better part of it, possibly without
alcohol power. More