The small Cessna touched down on the remote Hawaiian Island of Molokai, kicking up dust and sand as it bounced across the breaking concrete landing strip, high on the western plateau. Raymond Boulder and his bride of almost twenty five years, Debbie, were going to celebrate their silver anniversary in paradise. Stepping out of the plane they were met by a party of two, a pair of large Polynesian brothers who placed leis over their heads in the traditional greeting. Their smiles were warm and welcoming...
Ray and Debbie were seated in a four wheel drive Jeep as supplies from the plane were loaded onto a flat bed truck. The two vehicles set out across the island over a bumpy unpaved road, descending down into the tropical jungle, before arriving at an isolated beach where their anniversary bamboo hut stood.
Mosquito netting hung over a huge straw bed covered in silk sheets and pillows. There was no electricity, only torches to be lit at night. A thatched outhouse, complete with wet aloe towelettes, provided a small measure of comfort and civilization. The warm wind blowing off the ocean kept the insects away and temperature comfortable. Raymond showed his wife a cooler filled with water and champagne.
"Honey, this is wonderful! A Robinson Crusoe anniversary... We're in the middle of nowhere, I can be as loud as I want, and nobody will even hear my cries of passion!" Debbie excitedly exclaimed.
"I'm counting on it, dear..."
"God, this is so romantic! Thank you for making this so special!" Debbie cooed.
"Nothing but the best for you, dear."
The larger Hawaiian brother spoke in his native language to the couple. Raymond loosely translated the words for his wife,
"Debbie, I think we have been invited to a special pig roast this evening in his village several miles inland. Seeing that it is our anniversary, you are to be the guest of honor. A Jeep will come back to pick us up at sunset. But first we will eat lunch and take a little nap on the bed this afternoon..." Ray winked to his wife. Debbie smiled a knowing smile.
Freshly picked pineapples were sliced and bananas were peeled. For beverages, the large Hawaiian brought two coconuts, their tops already cut off and straws inserted into them to draw out the sweet water. The tropical sugar overload quickly had Debbie yawning and sleeping under the mosquito netting inside the straw hut.
The big Hawaiian shook hands with Raymond, before driving off in the midday sun. Looking at his wife sleeping, Raymond had a quiet sense of peace that she was so pleased with his anniversary plans. As he stared out into the blue ocean, he was certain that tonight would be a night to remember...
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"Badum Badum Badum ba ba"
Rhythmic drums beat in a small opening of cleared jungle deep in the dense forest. The starless night was lit only by a circle of torches surrounding a six foot pit. A virtual army of large Polynesian men in grass skirts holding fire batons shuffled restlessly on the outskirts.
"Badum Badum Badum ba ba"
