I said we were the only humans + 1 bear there.
I didn’t say we didn’t have company.
As is standard fare with all of Chile there were many a perro to keep us company.
This one was amusing.
I even took a selfie with him.
Nicholas thinks he was trying to eat me. Bad perro.
“You’re lucky” said our host at the time she picked us up from the airport. “It’s been raining the past few weeks but it looks really nice right now and I think you’ll have beautiful weather all week.”
Well she ought to eat those words. She almost caused me an unnecessary bath.
Cabanas Rapa Nui Orito wasn’t exactly located close to anything, so after I got tired of parading around in my new leis, we packed up and started the 30 minute walk to town.
In that time, the horizon went from light and bright to slightly grey to really grey to grey with definite appearances of impending rain.
I had just enough time to dive back into my plastic bag inside the backpack before a downpour hit everyone.
Fortunately I stayed dry. Can’t say the same for Nicholas or Pokin but at least it was warm. Well at least it was warm for me inside the bag.
They dried up sufficiently by the time we got close to town, and we got to have our first glimpse of the coast up close.
I like this place.
I’m still not sure why airlines ever fly before noon, but at around 6:00 in the morning on Canada Day (I think it was 6:00 because I wasn’t fully conscious), Nicholas rolled me into a bag and we boarded our 8:00am flight for Easter Island.
Despite the early flight time, I arrived in good spirits, though I was mildly bemused and then irritated by the other tourists blocked my path to paradise by posing on the ramp for photos. Of what? The plane? Why?
But my good spirits quickly returned when our hotel, Rapa Nui Orito greeted us at the airport with flower leis.
They made the mistake of putting them on Pokin and Nicholas, and I had to wait for the brief city tour to finish before I could rectify this oversight, but as soon as we got to our rooms I got my leis. 🙂
I got them right where they are supposed to be.
Around my neck.
I climbed a fake tree to show them off. 🙂
The rooms here seem nice. There’s a mini kitchen to make me hot chocolate and a mini fridge to keep my chocolate from melting.
I think I’m going to enjoy this week.
It’s almost July, and Pokin’s birthday was coming up. My best bear bud and I got to thinking and I thoughtfully suggested that a trip for the 3 of us seemed like the perfect present.
This was really obvious since she likes to travel, I like to travel, and well, Nicholas likes me.
After some quick thinking, we settled on Easter Island. I mean, who doesn’t like sunny days, warm polynesian weather, and random giant rock statues littered across some remote island a 5-6 hour flight away from anything? I suppose also the fact that Pokin did mention more than once that she’d always wanted to go there influenced our decision a little more than a little.
It was settled. I found Nicholas’ credit card and we got booking. And I did a great job on keeping it a secret until the night before. That’s when Nicholas’ reluctant doing-of-the-laundry without prompting made it like a dead giveaway that something was up.