It's the 24th again, and we get up early, so that we don't miss breakfast.
Just like the movies, it's breakfast down in the restaurant, grass roof, no walls, swimming pool 6 paces that way, and the beach is 20 paces that way. And the view out to sea? Spec-frickin-tacular.
After that, we had a snooze, and sat by the pool for a couple of drinks.
One great thing about the drinks here. In this heat, they obviously need ice‑buckets, right? Actually no. Look at this clear plastic bag in the photo. They use these instead. Throw in some ice, then drop a couple of Stellas in, and you are good to go. When you’re finished, toss the ice, and fold the bag up for next time. Excellent!
By the way, for the cinematic philistines among us, the Stella Artois reference is a nod to Brando, who bought an island here.
“STELLLLL-AAA!” …
Still Nothing?
Peasants!
Spotted this guy by the pool. At one point he went down to the beach and blew through his shell in some kind of ceremony. A conch, I assume. Anyway, he has this wispy plaited goatee coming off his chin, and it just keeps on going. It’s about a foot long, and he has shells and feathers plaited into it. I know that Johnny Depp used Keith Richards as the inspiration for his pirate personality, but he must have used this guy for the look. I started referring to him as Captain Jack. He seems to be a fixture at this hotel. We saw him on a few occasions, always near the beach and the pool bar.
I want his job!
We had dinner in a Tepenyaki restaurant in the hotel, called Le Sakura. Anybody been to a tepenyaki restaurant? Do it. Seriously. I would recommend the Yamigen at the Crowne Plaza in Christchurch, but it might be tricky getting a booking any time soon.
For those who have been living in a cave, this is Japanese performance barbecue. These guys do things with knives and spatulas that defy gravity.
Remember that old Tom cruise movie “Cocktail”? Think that, but with knives, salt shakers and eggs. Yes, eggs.
Just like those nutbars who juggle chainsaws, some things were just never intended for throwing!
The food is great. Some would say to die for. Really? Why would you say that?
I must say, though, that I have NEVER had chicken as tender as this. I have no idea what he has done to it. I can only imagine a group of young chickens, all lined up on comfy benches, getting deep muscle massages from some young chicks, completely oblivious to what their futures hold.
Now let's just think about this.
Tepenyaki!
- We come to a Polynesian island,
- where everyone speaks French.
- We come to eat Japanese food,
- In a restaurant run by a Chinese chef.
Weird huh?
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