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I stand on the fringes of the Pacific Ocean and gaze out upon the interminable distance that I’ve yet to travel. Resonating around my head are the dull, soothing tones of a song I first listened to back in 2006 when I was planning a different trip around the world and visualising what the Cook Islands might be like as a stopover.
The Cook Islands are territorially one of the most isolated clusters in all of the Pacific, but they’re also one of the more tourist friendly, especially among honeymooners. Why then would I want to come to a place such as this, alone, and without a new wife? Well after 34,000 miles of fevered travelling, the idea of some respite was a welcome one.
Packing our suitcases has become a recurring theme of this trip. We’re never in one place for more than a couple of days. While there are some young gappers out there who might look down their noses at such an approach, I’m of the view that with relative brevity comes greater intensity and willingness to absorb.
