There’s something delicious about that first morning in a tropical destination.
There’s something delicious about that first morning in a tropical destination.
Because writing let’s us be alive twice, I’m choosing to relive the last vacation I took to Great Exuma Island.
Pack your bags/We’ll leave tonight. (Eddie Money, 1977) On the Wednesday before our Saturday departure from Rarotonga, someone at breakfast dares to raise the subject. “Well, back to real life in four days.” No one says anything for several seconds. “I won’t mind,” says one woman, looking up from reading the newspaper. “Time to get …
A couple of days after Christmas, I decided to explore the Cook Islands’ National Museum and Library, located on a side street in Rarotonga’s main town of Avarua. As I veered off the touristy main road that looped the island, I met few vehicles and even fewer people: the only sound came from the open …
On Christmas morning, I’m among the first five people to arrive at the Cook Islands Christian Church nearest to our Rarotonga villa. More than a dozen of us Canadians wanted to attend the 10 a.m. service, and we’ve only got one tiny rental car between us, so the car’s gracious owner has already left to …