With 4 years of saved up airline miles, the income of lots of photography jobs, and some awesome friends to babysit our 4 daughters, we were off to discover the world’s most remote inhabited island.
Our first day on Easter Island we rented a little jeep, bought a guide book, and were off! Once out of the Hanga Roa village, we were completely alone on the island 90% of the time. We kept asking ourselves, “Where are all the people?” We explored everyday, all day until the sun set at 9:10 pm – allowing us to squeeze as much of the island into one day as possible.
There are certain trips you take that you build so much in your mind that once you arrive, you’re like, “Ah, this is not that big a deal.” Easter Island was not like that at all – it definitely did not disappoint! We went to see the Moai stone statutes, but we discovered that there was so much more: beauty of untouched landscape, three volcanoes, 3,000 wild horses running loose, white sandy beaches, intimidating cliffs, surfing and diving, and beautiful polynesian people speaking their native Rapa Nui language. Since the island is 2,200 miles from civilization, it forced us to unplug from all internet, social media, and TV. It felt like what a vacation should feel like.
Easter Island is one of the those places where it was hard to take a bad picture. Here are some of our favorite pictures from our trip.
The volcanic quarry at sunrise: the birthplace of the Moai.
Overlooking one of the volcanic craters.
Can you see the Moai statues through the imported palm trees?
Running wild and free!
Exploring the caves where many Rapa Nui lives in the 1960s
One of our best vacations ever!
Stay tuned for some reflections about what we experienced on this mysterious island.
We held our first overnight family retreat for Iglesia Cristo Rey. It was well attended and a great time of fellowship, teaching about the family and fun. You can check out all the retreat pictures here.
The smallest of the Smith girls, prefers speaking Spanish over English, a Memphis, TN native, loves her big bed and big sisters, fully potty trained before age 3 (which is extraordinary in our household), doesn’t like her golden locks brushed, doesn’t like being too far from her Mommy, called “Evita” where she resides in Peru, loves going to her Montessori preschool, kitchen dancer, likes her personal space.
Her name means “Bearer of the Gospel Light” named after her mother’s south Louisiana roots and her great grandmother who had a huge heart for serving and providing for the needy.