It’s actually Tuesday when I’m writing this, as we’ve had nothing but trouble with the internet since Friday. I used my ugly Canadian persona to get some action, only to discover that the old, unreliable ADSL modem is owned by the motel. Whoops.
I’ve been working at Titikaveca College.Titikaveca is an area on Rarotonga.
There are some big old trees in the school yard.
I got the flowers because the other couple who were at the school were leaving. Unfortunately, I seem to be a wilter – other people’s last 3 days.
This is the computer lab – not much like labs in Saskatoon.
Friday was team building day – schools all over the world have team building days, but few of them end at the ocean. The students gathered at the playing field.
They sort of paid attention when one of the student leaders explained what was happening. We were off. We decided to follow the students.
There were some lovely homes away from the road. The kids didn’t know if the people were rich. Some had banana and other fruit trees.
All the time, the mountains were close by.
There were also fruits I couldn’t identify.
It looks like an angry raspberry. Everywhere you look are palm trees.
And colourful hedges.
Many homes have family plots for their departed.
I personally want to be buried under my grape vines.
Cook Island churches have some really old markers – this is from 1881.
There was a coconut tree nearby.
And all these trees have coconuts that have fallen and are ready to eat.
This is what a beach house looks like. Nice, hey?
I liked the hammock even better, but I was afraid to trespass.
The other two volunteers had gone to “check things out.” This meant they found an ocean side bar. Eventually I got lonely and headed back to the school. I’d gone to the wrong beach. The kids turned up and had their hot dogs and bread.
And had a candy scramble.
I went home. I’m kind of sorry I didn’t get to go down the mud slide. Next year.