 Bustling downtown Avarua, the capitol "city" of the Cook Islands. |
 On Saturday, the large outdoor market is filled with locals and tourists buying prepared foods and handicrafts. |
 The market is open all week long, but really busy only on Saturdays. |
 The food booths are so popular that restaurants around the island shut down due to lack of business. |
 Pierre quickly discovered a favorite local beer and, when we located the brewery, had to drop by for a visit. |
 The road down to the brew house is lined with old family grave sites. |
 Here's where the magic happens. |
 Even though it was 9:30 a.m., Eric poured everyone a glass of lager while we waited for our bottles to be filled. |
 Pierre says "super size me!" |
 James, the other brewmaster, filling a 1.5 liter soda bottle with fresh, cold lager. |
 Back out to the main raod. Need to get those bottles into the fridge! |
 In town one day for supplies, we spotted this canoe (vaka) mounted above our heads. Locals race modern vakas in the harbor. |
 Raviz! A branch of a New Zealand chain that serves surprisingly good Indian food. |
 A cliff face above town. |
 Another day, happened to be in Avarua for Lagoon Day, when all the school kids learn about conservation. |
 We lucked out one day looking for lunch and found The Mooring, serving fresh off the boat fish sandwiches. |
 And right next to the restaurant was the modern 1992 "seven canoe" monuments we had read about. |
 Pierre blends in with the guys cleaning fish at Captain Moko's dock. Moko and his wife own The Mooring. |
 Another day in town, we visited the National Museum for an exhibit on ancient stone structures on the islands. |
 Outside there were several massive carvings. |
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 A mural on the side of the National Library, in the same complex as the museum and National Auditorium. |
 Saltwater Cafe (across the road from this sign,) a good place for lunch and halfway around the island from Avarua. |
 Pierre enjoyed the octopus curry. There are octopi in the lagoon! |
 Kathleen had the garlic prawns, also very good. |
 After a few tries, we located the ancient "seven canoes" monument commemorating a voyage to NZ in 1350 by the Maori people. |
 The sign listing the seven canoes (vakas.) |
 The monument is in a small park right on the lagoon. Across the water is one of the small coral islets (motu.) |
 When we were first looking for the monument, we thought it might be across this footbridge. Lucky for us, it wasn't. |
 A fisherman dumps his haul of small mackerel into a bucket. |
 Kathleen decided to drive clockwise around the island to take photos. This is one of the many family gravesites near the road. |
 Wigmore's, the closest market, where we found fresh tuna and a variety of produce |
 from their own hydroponic gardens. |
 At many points, the road is this close to the water. Keep left, while driving! |
 The Needle, a landmark rock in the middle of the island. |
 The Big Fish |
 More gravesites |
 Family members are buried close to home. |
 The shipping harbor at Avarua. It's being dredged and a new wharf built for cruise ships. |
 Scooters are a common mode of transportation in any type of weather. |
 A circle of palms outside the leaky, Chinese-built City Hall. |
 The wait for the bus is normally only 30 minutes. |
 Remains of an ancient marae, sacred meeting place, off the main road. |
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 The focal point, with a huge, half-buried stone. |
 Back on the main road. |
 Ancient graves, crumbling and being reclaimed by the vegetation. |
 Right across the road from Maeva, the closest branch of the CICC, Cook Islands Christian Church. We could hear the Sunday bells |
 Grave marker in the church yard. |
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 Right next to the church, the produce stand where we got bananas and the best arugula we've ever tasted. |
 The girl who runs the stand. |
 One beautiful evening, we walked down the beach to have tapas and a glass of wine at the Little Polynesian. |
 Reflection on the Little Polynesian's pool, as the sun starts to go down. |
 Our last day on Rarotonga and there was a bicycle race around the island. Here comes the peleton! |
 And there it goes. :-) |