|Thursday, 30 November 2006|
Aitutaki 2006 - Rarotonga
Initially I had romantic notions of taking responsibility for planning our honeymoon and after some consideration was convinced that one of my ideas, Stewart Island, would be just the ticket. Thank God I asked a couple of sheilas what they about the idea coz they unanimously shot it down exclaiming Kym would hate the idea, on no uncertain terms.
So much for mens intuition, or a kiwi destination.
When Kym and I started to consider honeymoon options we came up with all sorts of erratically priced and scaled location ideas, everything from Australia, to SE Asia, to Canada for a ski holiday, but everything just seemed a little busy for what we were hoping would be a nice relaxing break.
As a kid I was lucky to have generous parents who (reluctantly no doubt) took us brats a few overseas holidays to places like Australia, Norfolk Island and Fiji. Kym had been to Rarotonga before as well so the idea of a quiet pacific Island came to the fore as a target for the honeymoon.
After consuming a few brochures and reading up on stuff on the web we settled for 7-days on Aitutaki, a wee slip of a reef type island wrapped around a Lagoon a 30min flight north of the main Rarotongan island.
When we arrived on the main island of Raro for a night before transferring out to Aitutaki we were both thinking "jeeze, this is great, can it get any more laid back", and as it turned out, yes, it bloody can, so far back the Tequila runs out the top of your mouth your head is so far back
By christ it was a great place. The locals were friendly, we had a funny little bar withing walking distance called "The Crab Bar", the weather was fantastic, the water was crystal clear and warm, the coral was pretty healthy and fish abundant, it was just so bloody relaxing.
The program for each day was exceptionally taxing, and tended to following something very much like this for pretty much all of the 7-days we had on the Island...
o Steam motorcycle
o UFO Area: Our Special Reports
o SOA Facts
o xkcd - A webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language - By Randall Munroe
o Helen Clarks marijuana speech 1994 Waikato University
My grandfather once told me that there are two kinds of people: those who work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was less competition there
- Indira Gandhi