My plan for Sunday was to head out on the 32km. round-the-island bike trip, stopping to swim and snorkle where the spirit moved me. But the skies threatened and so I packed a rain poncho, which turned out to be a good idea. After an early breakfast, I pedalled about 45 minutes to the Cook Islands Christian Church I'd attended the Sunday before, the home church of my liaison here, the lovely Tai and her sister, June, the principal at Tae Oki Au school. I slipped into the washroom and changed into a long skirt, top and hat - very trad here. The service was hosted by kids from a neighbouring parish - it was switch church day. They did Bilblical morality plays, so charming and unitentionally funny in their seriousness, easily quoting scripture and getting
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