A "chief" was appointed on each bus, and they represented us as we entered the village. They participated in a traditional opening ceremony, to assure the Maori chief that we were there on friendly terms.
|To scare the enemy, the warriors would open their eyes wide, stick out their tongues, and grunt loudly.|
|Volunteers from our tour group got some Maori warrior training.|
|The women strengthen their wrists by swinging onion-like balls in various patterns.|
Next, we saw where they had prepared our noon meal in a pit of hot coals, covered with burlap and dirt.
We were then led into a meeting house, and there both men and women performed tribal dances and traditional songs that were very entertaining and educational.
Lunch was served in a dining hall, and it was delicious! We went though buffet style, and had carrots, sweet potatoes, stuffing, chicken, fist, lamb, and for dessert- Pavlova. YUM.
On the bus trip back to the ship, we passed some hot springs, and they have baths just like they have here in Thermopolis. We also saw kiwi orchards; they look exactly like wine vineyards. I was really surprised. We discovered that New Zealand's three main exports are lumber, dairy milk, and kiwi.
For our last dinner at sea, Jan, Greg, and I decided to eat at our favorite Bistro, where we were seated by the windows. It was quiet and beautiful. We ordered chicken noodle soup, followed by Italian crepes. So tasty.