Aitutaki is one of the most beautiful places on the planet. No photo can do it justice. We also met some really great people here and even though there wasn't a kids club on the resort we stayed at like in Rarotonga, Amelie hung out with some great kids and had a blast. The lagoon is so clear and reflects every shade of blue. The Aitutaki Lagoon Resort and Spa took up the whole motu (little island called Akitua) that we stayed on, so we shared an island with only ~30 other guests! We had to take a little ferry boat to get on and off the island. When we first arrived we were greeted with a traditional welcome similar to the Maori welcome, and then we were given little towels and coconut milk to cool us off.
Boarding our little plane to take us from Rarotonga to Aitutaki. The take off was a bit bumpy but the rest of the flight was relaxing.

Our view of the lagoon from the plane. The dark blue part in the right hand corner is where the reef seperates the lagoon from the open ocean. From all of the islands you see the breakers and huge waves crashing in the distance as you look out over the crystal clear and totally calm waters of the lagoon.

We had coconut milk waiting for us when we got off the plane. And the flowers we all were given to wear around our necks had the most wonderful scent.

Amelie and Mike arriving on the island where we stayed.
This is our amazing beachfront view. Just to the left of the frame are some hammocks to relax in, though watch out for falling coconuts. Relaxing can be quite dangerous you know.

Angie looking out over the lagoon. The water is so clear that the lagoon looks like a river here, its just that there is a little sand bar, but that does not rise above the water. I kayaked to the motu you see in the distance, and we did some snorkeling here later in the day.

Mike went deep sea fishing and a woman on his boat caught this 13 kg Tuna. (Mike was supposed to go first but gave in to requests for ladies first...never again!) So, he didn't reel it in, but we all did get to eat heaps of sashimi and tuna steaks for lunch which we shared with our mates back at the resort because the woman, a nice Yank from Florida, felt guilty.

Amelie hunting for coconuts.

Sunset...ahhh paradise.

The ferry from our island to the main one. This was a great place to snorkel.

Our friend Lynne hanging out with Amelie after making coconut leaf hats. Lynne's granddaughter Kayla was sooo sweet and caring with Amelie. Mike had some great debates regarding New Zealand politics with Lynne's husband Ian, and Danielle's father Michael, over dinner. We are having an election in New Zealand in November and the good conversation with experienced Kiwis was eaten up by Mike.

Amelie and her mates, Danielle, and Kayla, from left to right on the ferry to the main island to have dinner.

Amelie and Danielle in the back of a truck on our way to a boat tour around the lagoon. Danielle's parents Mohini and Michael, and their son Arun joined us on the tour. Arun was very tolerant of Amelie, he even sat in the truck with her on the way back and listened to her talk his ear off I am sure.
One of the most beautiful places in the world, One Foot Island. They filmed Survivor here.
Four feet enjoying the surf on One Foot Island.
One of the women on our tour was a Cook islander and she made these incredibally cool pinwheels from some coconut leaves for the kids. Islands are so kid friendly. Everyone looks out for them and they are welcome everywhere. We found Fiji to be the same.
Now if you know Mike, he wouldn't stand for Amelie and Angie to just hang out and relax on a cushy resort without some adventure and danger. Angie learned how to ride a motor scooter (not automatic) and the family headed out to Aitutaki to explore the bush. We rode around the island and up to the highest point for the view, and then went into the bush to find an old marae (sacred spot built by ancient Cook islanders)

Amelie and dad on their sweet as... scooter.

Amelie, princess of the jungle....

A cool old church in one of the little villages that dot the island. The Cookies are quite religous and everything is closed on sunday. We found some expats to rent us the scooters, and the seventh day adventists had a little supermarket and takeaway open and that is it. You can't even buy petrol. All of the locals at this church were dressed in their white Sunday best.

After cruising down some rocky dirt roads dodging chickens and pigs (no creepy wild dogs in Aitutaki) we found the ancient Marae. Yep, human sacrifice and probably a little cannibalism occured here. Very cool. Angie found us a coconut and we opened it up and had a little feast of our own.

Angie finally felt comfortable enough on her little motorcycle to put Amelie on the back. She can totally change gears now and is a confident rider.

I almost killed myself trying to get this picture. Try driving 40k on a rocky dirt road with one hand while taking a photo. Great pic though....

Pork...yum. Island pork is the best.