I personally, loved the differences between the the genders that seemed to prevail, seems like without them you don't have a culture at all. Girls all had long hair and dresses, took care of children and making the hut a home. The tapa demonstration in the Tonga village was awesome. Who told them that you could smash bark and it would do that? Like, seems there would have to be some angelic visitation to guide them in figuring all that out. Smash the bark and it won't break but will be a long strong sheet of cloth. Incredible.
They just have so much culture, made me feel like my US or Utah culture is either totally non existant or a complete fraud. No dances that tell stories of our ancestors, no generational poems we pass on to our children, no ceremonial clothing we wear to the village gatherings. I've decided I would like to identify culturally as Polynesian. I think I'll start by beginning to compose poetry about how Corey and I met and our travels. Loved all the dances, especially the Samoans with their run in place fast at the beginning, looked like a good fun workout (although it's probably rich in meaning and symbolism, not just for exercise, right?) Sigh, what a boring American society I belong to with my treadmill.