Island Night Action
Digest some Cook Islands Culture – don't miss out on an island night! The dancing is reputed to be the best in Polynesia . An Island Night also includes the traditional ‘umukai' feast. Some of the resorts give you a genuine taste experience by cooking the food in the traditional underground oven. The umu fire is lit in a pit around mid-morning. Later the volcanic rocks are placed on the fire and once they are red hot, the umu food wrapped in banana leaves is placed in a large basket and lowered onto the rocks.
After another layer of banana leaves and sacking, sand is heaped on top of the oven to trap the heat. The food is steamed, broiled and smoked for around four hours – it's delicious! Dishes you may come across at an Island Feast include breadfruit, eke (octopus) a variety of meat and seafood, Ika mata (marinated raw fish with coconut cream), taro (prepared like potato) and taro leaves (known as rukau when cooked).
There are plenty of opportunities to enjoy dancing and feasting Raro' style at the Island Nights.
Directly after the show there was a karaoke in another bar. Which saw some good and not so good entertainers, but at least they had the guts to get up and have a go. Everyone had a great time and enjoyed themselves greatly. I kept a low profile, not wanting to clear the place. Managed to get to bed about 1 am or so, who was counting.
The Thursday was a holiday for Rarotonga, the Rarotonga 's 40 year Constitution Day Celebrations. Our Governor General Dame Sylvia Cartwright and entourage were there at our resort, with the official dignitaries of Rarotonga . As they were milling about in the reception area and we were walking through I accidentally bumped into our Governor General and of course quickly apologised. Lucky for me the body guards or cops didn't nab me, or maybe they could tell I was not a threat. Close call all around, but at least I can say I have bumped into the Governor General of New Zealand . So any other time after that we diverted away from the entourage to make sure it didn't happen again. Better safe than sorry.
Thursday night we went to the ‘Crab Races' held at our resort. There were 3 races with the last race being hurdles. The winner crab was number 3 , and what was strange that it won all 3 races (but of course it had a kiwi name, which I can't remember). Great fun was had by all and it only cost $ 2 maximum and $ 2 minimum bets.
Friday was the big day of course, the wedding. The wedding was held on the beach with lovely surroundings. Shay (groom) stood waiting with his 3 best men (or whatever they are called) in nice black suits and Shay wore a traditional lae for the ceremony. The bridesmaids came down the beach aisle one by one with a gap in between until they reached Shay and the guys. They were wearing a nice pinky/red dress (don't expect a mere male like me to give you a great description of the wedding attire, ask Wendy if you know her). Next came Julie (bride) flanked by Andy (mother), and Brent (step-father) looking nice in their particular attire. Julie looked great in her white wedding dress (won't even try to describe it). Of course they were around the customary 15 minutes late. When Julie stood next to the groom she seemed to have a bit of the giggles. Found out later that as they were walking down the aisle, Andy said “slow down we are going a bit too fast”, and Brent replied “yeah you don't want to look to eager”. Or something similar.
The ceremony was short with the both of them doing the usual vows etc. Then we had the group photos, taken with Julie and Shay sitting on a log and everyone behind them. A very well worked out spot for photos. Of course they have had heaps of weddings in the same area. Then they planted a coconut tree in memory of their wedding at Rarotonga , of which there were quite a few. Shay gave granny (my mother) the lae he was wearing and everyone started to call her the Queen of Rarotonga. Otherwise everyone, even the staff called her granny.
Next was the reception with the usual speeches and telegrams from absent people. A few drinks and dancing was enjoyed by all, and even I had one dance, but then my bronchitis kicked in and made me slow down a bit. The bar staff were excellent (especially when replacing drinks without having to get up and get one, or ask for one). Got to bed who knows when????
There were 3 weddings on the Saturday and another on the Sunday, so it seems they have a few weddings at the resort.
Saturday was market day, so we went to see what it was like. Some of the produce looked a little bit suspect, and some things I couldn't recognise. The market closed at mid-day. We saw everything in about 20 minutes, so we went to a café and had brunch, while watching bantams were wondering around. Strange the different standards to NZ. Then caught the bus back to the resort.
Saturday night we went to where Brent's brother was staying for a bbq. We all had fun a couple of drinks and then back to resort for a quiet night.
Sunday we all just sat back, relaxed and did our own thing. Some went canoeing, swimming, sun-bathing, or just sat back and read a book (which I did), while watching a movie at one stage.
Monday was our final day in Rarotonga , and we had a morning call at 5.15 am to get ready to go home. We caught the bus at 6.15 to the airport, and checked in our luggage. We then went and paid our departure tax of $ 30 (thought it was meant to be $ 25 ). Then sat down and had a cup of tea. Next we went through customs and had a look at the duty free shops. We departed Rarotonga at 8.45 am on Tuesday 8 August, and arrived in Auckland on Tuesday 9 August at 11.40 am approx. We were about a ½ hour late due to a head wind all the way. Wendy and I then checked in at the domestic transfer counter, so that we didn't have to carry our bags all the way to the Domestic Terminal. We had lunch in the café area with sister Trisha and then caught the courtesy bus to the Domestic Terminal. We departed Auckland at 3.25 pm and arrived in Wanganui around 4.20 pm .
Overall a great trip and enjoyable wedding. Recommend to anyone who has thought about going to Raro. The people are bubbly and friendly.
