After a full day of riding and a quick nap, it was safe to assume we needed food. Steven picked out a nice Italian restaurant that claimed they made their pasta daily (I’m not sure I would trust Italian food in the tropics, but it sounded delicious). Upon arriving we discovered the restaurant had been defunct for over two years so we claimed a table at the slightly trashy “Beach Bum’s Bikini Bar.” It boasted the best bbq in Maui, which I highly doubted. To test their claim I ordered baby back ribs with baked beans and Libby and Steven ordered pulled pork sandwiches. The ribs were succulent with a smoky flavor and a zesty sauce on top. The pulled pork was perfectly cooked, lightly seasoned and placed atop a slightly toasted bun. The food was great and, I daresay, the best bbq in Maui.
After dinner it was back for a quick walk on the beach before calling it a night. My windowsill bed was a welcome sight. 