Well.
We had been planning to go to the Polynesian Cultural Center on Friday, but "flex" is our middle name and so we quickly decided that a dramatic storm could also be fun in a twisted sort of way. You know, as long as no one was hurt, and since Abby and Orion live in a crater we thought perhaps we would not get the worst of a wind storm. Following a fine dinner and some more hanging out, we went to bed expecting to be up half the night, what with the wind raging and loose bicycles and VW Beetles being tossed around in the street.
But we slept just fine. We awoke to heavy clouds, some rain, but no hellacious 60 mph winds. A call to the PCC was answered wearily, "Yeah, we're open." No one else on the entire island was open, but the show must go on and the assorted Polynesian students were ready. Flexing right back to the original plan, we made ready to go
I don't think I have any photos Abby doesn't have, or something very like them, but here are some more anyhow. Some of these are mine and some are David's.
Tonga
Samoa
Hawaii
Tahiti
Fiji
Aotearoa (Maori)
aka New Zealand
To be continued.
1 comment:
Nice pictures! I would love to go there someday.
I love storms too, as long as nobody gets hurt. Sorry you got ripped off on whales and hurricanes.
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