Another day in paradise

Everybody's a critic, it seems. The sound system here at Mac's Cafe is playing Muskrat Love, and every time Toni hits a high note, the rooster in the parking lot crows. It's hilarious.
I am settling into a rhythm of life here and it is glorious and so different from life in Toronto, especially cycling to work along the two-lane road (on the left side). To my right are small houses and palm trees and jagged, green-draped mountains in the middle of the island, very close since the whole thing is barely 15 km across. To the left is the sea, the waves bashing against the reef. It's just magical.
Last night's dance class was great fun and humbling. It was held in the auditorium in town. Fiver drummers kept time and a girl in each corner acted as teacher and we followed them, turning to face the next teacher when she did. The class was all ages - boys and girls, adults to toddlers. We learned how to tie pareos around our hips and gamely dove in. Quite a workout and very difficult.
I had written a very long and lovely blog entry, but sadly the Cook Islands computer system just ate it! So here's some photos and a promise to write more tomorrow - but for now I need a swim!
Linda

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