On our honeymoon 8 years ago, LoveHubbie and I went to Hawaii. We had been married for almost a year, but had to postpone our honeymoon due to LoveHubbie's work schedule. We went to the Big Island--Hawaii. During the planning and reservation calls from the mainland, hotel employees at the various places we were staying ensured us that it was warm there, but that no air conditioning was "not a problem" and that we "wouldn't need it".
At the first place we visited, the Kona Tiki Hotel, it was right on the ocean, and seemed very hot. It seemed insufferable at night. Finally, at about 2 am, LoveHubbie said, "That's it! I can't take it!" He got up and left and said he was going to WalMart.
Our hotel was indeed very warm. I think it was about $69/night, very inexpensive for Hawaii. Hotels with air conditioning cost 3X that amount and more. So LoveHubbie went to WalMart and bought an air conditioner for $198. Only LoveHubbie could do this; I couldn't believe it, but he was serious. He ran the air conditioner inside the room (as opposed to in a window) and hooked up a trash can to it so that the water went into the trash can. We had to get up every 3-4 hours to empty it. We would stand in front of it and cool off, too.
We stayed in many hotels after that one. We lugged our WalMart air conditioner to every one, as none of them had a/c. We made sure to be very neat and tidy and to maintain the a/c very well. Each time we would change hotels, we'd throw it in the back of our SUV and take it to the next hotel. We never put it in the window, though, as they weren't made to accommodate them; each time we'd set it up inside and tend it like we now tend our fireplace in the winter.
At one hotel complex in Hilo, the neighboring guests were angry because we had a/c and they didn't. It ran all night and was very obvious. So the next day we were asked to leave. The hotel employees were angry because we used too much electricity. That did make sense, but LoveHubbie couldn't tolerate the heat. That hotel was overrun with misquitos, so we didn't mind.
On that trip, I had done all the planning and had taken pride in the fact that all of our hotels cost less than $100/night. We were staying for three weeks! Unfortunately, even several years ago in Hawaii, that meant that we were sort of camping with walls and private toilet facilities. Still, it was then that I first fell in love with Hawaii.
I dedicate this blog and story to Chani. It was inspired by her post yesterday.