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Rarotonga: Day 7 (17/08)
Time to fly to New Zealand...well that was the plan until Ni woke up and asked the simple qs “Look, the sun is shining, shall we extend our flight and fly to NZ in a couple of days instead?”
This led to a lot of indecision trying to decide what to do, not helped by contradicting weather forecasts some showing sun, others rain for the next few days. Eventually we decided to stay, after all that is one of ...
... of our eyes every 5 seconds just to be able to see a few metres ahead. By the time we got back we were soaked to the extent that nothing was dry. It is only a small island but it felt a long way back today.
After drying off and relaxing with a cup of tea and doing some travel stuff online the rain had stopped and we were hungry. The market we’d eaten at the last three nights wouldn’t be open again during our stay so we had to venture out for an alternative. By ...
... at the beach, we headed back to the hostel via the shop to pick up some locally brewed beer and then headed out to the food market...again. This was our 3rd night in a row of going there to eat but we’d heard that Thursdays are the biggest night. It was packed when we got there and the food was good, I (N) especially loved the white chocolate cheesecake we (I!) had for pudding.
Sunny (hallelujah!) ...
... food from one of the closing food vendors. We went and stocked up on food for the weekend and then headed to explore the island. We went around the island, finding different spots, we wanted to explore more over the next week, including a lagoon at muri beach, it looked just like paradise, even when it was overcast! Back at the chalet, we chilled, then went to watch a film, in the tv area. In the morning we woke to a new housemate, Emily from New Zealand, who we spoke ...
It's official, we are actual time
travellers! Having left NZ Saturday afternoon, we arrived in
Rarotonga (Cook Islands) Friday afternoon, taking us back in time by
22hours. Crazy but it actually just felt like we had gone forward by
2 hours so it didn't really affect us too much, other than getting it
into our heads we were reliving a day. Picked up by a friendly,
care-free, cook-islander in her dad's rickety, broken car we arrived
at the hostel to find a ...