Strange thing about travelling you find the weirdest things; in this case we found the best waffle in the world at the Nui Market in Rarotonga.
After my dives that day we hung out on the beach for a bit.
The wind picked up a little so we attempted to get Blaise's 14m kite up (I'll let him tell that story) but even with the female kite surfing world champ (I'm serious) who happened to walk by and try and help launch it just didn't go.
We had been very good about eating at home the last few days, breakfast, lunch and dinner so we headed into town on our chariot to find some dinner. We passed a little harbour of wooden boats so of course we had to stop and take a photo of them for my folks.
Note the storage box for fish.
We had been told about a $10 steak that was mind blowing so we were planning to do that but as we drove in the open air market was packed full of people and bbqs. Curious we stopped for a look. The Pacific Mini Games had finished and the closing ceremonies were to be held tomorrow but tonight was a large cook out. There was about 15-20 food bbq/stalls set up, all selling $10 plates which included some combination of pork chops, chicken, beef, Rice, Taro, chow mein, salad and potato salad. A hurried conversation and steak was off the menu, we each grabbed $10 and headed to a different bbq person. I was delighted with mine and I loved the taro, kind of like a super dense bread, tasteless with a spongy texture. Blaise did not like his taro (or mine, he did try both) so I got all the taro in exchange for a pork chop and some rice. I'm pretty sure I got the better end of the deal.
After dinner we kept walking around looking at the the stalls selling things and happened to walk by one vendor that was advertising waffles. In a moment of psychic linkage we agreed on waffles and walked over to the vendor. A very friendly couple made us a waffle using a fancy waffle iron that spun and twisted into the heat. It made the best, i repeat the best waffle we had ever had. So good that we went back to a) compliment them and b) ask if they would be there tomorrow so we could have another.
Sadly they would be gone tomorrow, it was their wedding anniversary and we couldn't begrudge them that, but hey we got to enjoy one that night. We finished the evening with a giant pink cotton candy (which they call Fairy Floss here). Awesome end to the day.
Little bits of sewing
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