Impressions Of Rarotonga, Central Polynesia, Cook Islands
We left our serene home in New Zealand reluctantly. Even though we had worked very hard in the last few weeks before our departure, our property feels so wholesome and energizing, that leaving it and the life that it affords us, always feels a bit sad. Very few people understand why we would leave New Zealand during summertime, which is the most glorious season, to go to snowy Colorado. Only Sam, a brilliant guy who is currently working on replacing some doors and windows in our home in NZ, understood the invisible pull of the mountains, for people who love to ski. We spent a couple of days in Auckland, dining out in great places and watching movies, enjoying a bit of a city fix, before we flew to Rarotonga. It is our first visit to Rarotonga, and like most New Zealanders, we have fallen in love with the island. Rarotonga is everything Hawaii used to be, maybe sixty years ago, before the heavy descent of mainland US tourists upon those islands. Tourists flock to the Hawaiian islands, h