The Road Not Taken, by Robert Frost
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
Went to see where the hospital is, found the hospital and an amazing view. |
At The Black Rock, a mini lagoon. |
Nikao beach, the closest one to me. |
My home, Tiare Village |
Rikka lives here |
Things i have done so far in Rarotonga (3 days in):
- biked around
- went to the Saturday market, got pulled up into a dance contest, won a prize (a cultural island night with traditional ceremonies, shows, food)
- met and talked to lovely people
- went to watch a jet take off at the airport (live 500 meters away from it)
- got asked twice if i was alright by the locals during a long walk (nobody walks here).
- met a volunteer doctor from the hospital who assured me i would have a great time but i would just have to relax and take it easy in the Cook Islands time
- got eaten alive by mosquitoes, repeatedly.
I live in paradise.
Riikka
Sounds good, not the insects, but all the fub you're having.
VastaaPoista