You guys all know I’m not one for all-inclusive holidays to the Caribbeans. I dislike mass tourism (although I do think proper vacations are sometimes necessary), and I would much rather do things my way than mold myself to a rigid travel model – which is why I so often end up travelling independently around Europe.
But that was before. Before I visited the Cook Islands. An exotic, remote archipelago that absolutely blew me away.
One of my clients sent me there on assignment last month and I was immediately intrigued by the destination – and, not to mention, absolutely clueless about its location. Before you ask, let me tell you where exactly the Cook Islands are. Don’t feel like you’re alone in blissful ignorance; I had no idea they even existed so don’t be ashamed by this slight gap in your geography knowledge. The Cook Islands are located in the South Pacific, roughly 4000 kilometres south of Hawaii, and 2500 kilometres northeast of New Zealand (see map at the bottom of this post for an aerial view – they’re kind of hard to find if you don’t know where to look).
Why do I think you should visit the Cook Islands in 2016? Because it’s the hottest destination no ones knows about, and because it’s going to rock your socks.
Why you should visit the Cook Islands in 2016
Hold your horses, people! By affordable, I don’t mean cheap – there’s a significant and rather costly difference between those two words.
The Cooks are not the kind of place where you can just wing it and hope for the best, i.e. a $20 dorm bed. What I mean by affordable is that it’s the least expensive destination in the South Pacific, much more reasonably-priced than Fiji and French Polynesia (where hotel rooms rarely go under the $800 price point and where tipping costs a fortune).
The cost of living in the Cooks is rather high (especially when it comes to telecoms and food – $10 per 100mo! $20 cocktails everywhere!) and, of course, that is reflected in accommodation prices. However, it remains an affordable gateway to the South Pacific, as opposed to the typical remortage-your-house-and-sell-your-first-born nearby islands.
You’re familiar with the Carribean cliché, where sky-high hotels line up along the beach and where tens of thousands of North Americans flock to drink ungodly quantities of cheap beer, yes? Well, it’s nothing like that in the Cook Islands.
First off, the local government has made it very clear that it’s forbidden to build a structure higher than palm trees, a law that certainly contributed to preserving the island’s luxuriant wilderness looks despite the presence of dozens of hotels and restaurants.
And because the Cook Islands remain a relatively underrated destination (except maybe with Kiwis and Aussies), beaches are not only stunning but also, and perhaps most importantly, virtually empty aside from hermit crabs and friendly stray dogs. No need to run to the beach first thing in the morning to reserve your beach lounger.
The Cook Islands are pretty much what dreams are made of. Only they’re better, because they’re real. These islands are exactly what I, an Eastern Canadian girl that had never been to the southern hemisphere, pictured a South Pacific island to be like:
- Lush mountainous forests? Check.
- Towering palm trees? Check.
- Crystal clear waters? Check.
- Local women decked in flowy dresses and floral crowns? Check.
- Colourful fishes? Check.
To put it metaphorically, the Cook Islands are kind of like that girl you’d kind of want to hate because she’s so effortlessly pretty and fresh-faced even without make-up on but she’s also super sweet so you can’t really hold anything against her.
It’s welcoming and friendly.
I have rarely felt so welcome as a tourist as I did in the Cook Islands. Within ten minutes of leaving the airport’s customs I had already made new friends and had been given a traditional flower wreath.
In fact, several people stopped on the side of the road and asked me if I had engine troubles when they saw me standing next to my scooter… when, actually, I was just busy taking pictures! That’s just the Cooks way.
It’s easy to get to.
Contrary to many remote islands where you have to board four different propeller planes to get to (and, therefore, survive four minor heart attacks if you’re anything like me), Rarotonga is serviced by a weekly flight from LAX with Air New Zealand – meaning that it’s not at all a hassle to get to. It’s hard to believe such a small island is home to an international airport, but it is!
If you’re not convinced by now that you need to visit the Cook Islands in 2016, then you are either a grinch or an illiterate. I think the sooner you visit this slice of paradise the better – I suspect it’s not going to be the South Pacific’s best kept secret for much longer.