While not as luxurious as the Orchid, the Prince caters more toward families. Rooms were definitely more modest—i.e. basic, no frills—but clean with big bathrooms, and there was a lot of communal space for kids to run around and play.
Plus, the pool area wasn’t shabby either.
Like everywhere we went on the Big Island, the grounds were impeccably manicured. The grass looked like one big, too-perfect-to-be-real carpet, and I was a big fan of all the bougainvillea and other colorful flowers.
However, the main reason to come to the Prince is for the beach. The Big Island is known for volcanoes and rocky terrain; long sandy beaches aren’t really its thing.
Except on Hapuna. It’s the resort with the longest beach on the Kohala Coast; plus, half of it is open to the public.
Funny enough, we actually came here to body surf on our last trip to the Big Island four-and-a-half years ago!
This time around, we skipped the water sports and SVV went out on the beach and chose to perform a show tune instead.
Kidding—that’s actually my thing, not his—but isn’t that totally what it looks like? Rather, this was the aftermath of him trying to beat me at my own game: jumping. As if he ever stood a chance.
Don’t mess with the former basketball player. I was known for my rebounding skills, after all. A dancer, on the other hand, I was not, am not.