Easter Island, or in Spanish, the Isla de Pascua, is an overseas territory of the South American first-world nation of Chile. I had high expectations.
First thing first – Wi-Fi. Free Wi-Fi isn’t generally available anywhere, and so you must head to the library during the day to get a code, so you get to use the internet even after it closes! #tips
The island wasn’t particularly big, and was quite out of the way. Aeroplanes are basically the only transportation available, and it’s a solid six hours to fly there from Santiago de Chile.
The moais are everywhere on the island, but mostly outside of the main town (the only real town on the island), apart from like three of them. They were meant to protect the residents by looking at them, turning their back on the angry seas.
Hong Kong is apparently 9702 miles away from the island.
Since 1-2 days would be more than enough to see all the statues, one may also get on day tours/half-day tours to see other scenic beauties, including the mountains and the craters and other archaeological sites.
Many of them were destroyed, persumably due to warfare between the residents back then, as a result of a lack of food. They all used to have creepy eyes – the eyes were the “souls”.
Numerous, on the other hand, simply got left on various slopes oweing to unknown reasons.
Easter Island was an independent country, until the British encouraged the Chileans an annex it. The Chileans basically tricked the ruler into submitting to their rule.
Yes, they were all supposed to have a hat, too.
It was incredibly windy, and sometimes rainy. At least because of that there weren’t really mosquitoes.
Magnetic stone or something.
Everything was expensive, by the way.
One of the lakes as a result of a volcanic eruption. Some ceremonies are still performed there.