ISLAND TIME
By the time we’re unpacking suitcases at our luxury resort, a mere 40 minutes after our flight from Sydney landed, we’re already captivated by this tropical island paradise. There’s nothing quite like the sultry heat of the Pacific and the pungent perfume of colourful tropical flowers wafting through the air to get the romantic juices flowing, and if the couple we spy frolicking and kissing in the lagoon, steps from our deck are any indication, this could be nature’s Viagra, without the side-effects!
Even our arrival is unique. As the aircraft descends to the runway, all we can see above and below is blue on blue; the water so close, we could have high-dived into the shimmering lagoon from our seats. Then towering mountains cloaked in emerald green foliage and riotous red flowers dominate the scene from our window, creating a gorgeous canvas of tropical splendour and a gob-smacking sense of arrival. Dramatic is a great word to describe the first view of Rarotonga, a volcanic, jungle-clad island,
