Polynesian Tiki Bar Stools
The Perfect Tiki Bar
There is something about the Polynesian culture that draws me. I've always been fascinated with Hawaii and the people and I made it a long time dream to go there someday. As it happens after 15 years my husband surprised me with the trip of a lifetime. We went to Maui for 10 wonderful days. It was a family trip and so we took our two teenagers at the time and also my youngest sister.
I was so excited I started planning the minute I found out about the trip. There was not a moment that wasn't accounted for in the itinerary I had planned. My sister complained she thought she was going on vacation and sunbathing in the pacific beaches. Little did she know she would be hopping from a luau at one end of the island to the Polynesian Cultural Center at the other end of the island. We visited Haleakala to see the sun rise above the clouds and we drove the length of Hana Highway and its winding road. We only had 10 days and I could have spent another 10 and still not seen everything my heart desired.
Curiosity satisfied as far as Hawaii went I developed another obession with everything tiki. My husband luckily shares my passion and we decided to put in a lagoon style pool like the many we saw in Hawaii and surrounded it with lush landscaping for privacy . The idea was to recreate what we had left behind and so we began our project. We put in a good size 10' x 12' Tiki hut which is great for shade and keeping food and tables under cover and decorated with the traditional tiki décor. I have two 4 ft Tiki totem pole Gods guarding the pool entrance area and a few tiki torches around the perimeter of the pool as well as a couple of tiki umbrellas in different spots for additional shade. The torches work off propane tanks which are filled about once a year and at night when we turn them on they give out this amazing glow and the feel of being in Hawaii.
Everything looked fabulous and then we had a family member request to use our outdoor living area for a wedding rehearsal dinner. We had hosted bbq's and parties for family and friends before and so it wasn't a big deal. Somehow everything we start turns into a major project and so we think it would really be great if we also had a Tiki Bar. In less than a month which was the time we had before the actual wedding rehearsal, we had contracted someone to pour the cement slab, someone else to do the plumbing , and an electrician to handle the electrical work so that we could call in the Tiki hut assemblers. It took the tiki builders two days to finish up. They bring in a crew depending on how big a tiki you want and one day they dig the holes for the bamboo poles and let them set overnight. The following day they put on the bamboo ceiling shell so they can weave the thatched palm fronds and they are done. After a few weeks we coated our bamboo poles with varnish to give them a glossy look and help maintain it from the elements.
We were able to find someone locally that not only built the tiki bar but also hand carved the the bar and tiki bar stools. We picked out the wood a light maple color and ordered the size we wanted and when it was time to pick it up his creation was a 5 ft long tiki bar with built in shelves with a back L shaped counter . He carved a scorpio and a frog design in the front panel of the bar which of course has a story . He also carved the four tiki bar stools in the shape of totem poles and carved in a foot rest on each one. Everyone just loves the yard and especially the tiki bar. We have more friends than we ever knew we had . I haven't gotten around to looking for tiki bar stool covers yet but that is certainly the next step. Although, I'm afraid to make our guests too comfortable for fear they may not want to leave. Our tiki bar truly is the center of the entertainment and the best gathering place aound. The tiki bar stools are a hit and a great addition to the bar.
The Scorpion and the Frog
One day, a scorpion looked around at the mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out on a journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under vines and kept going until he reached a river.
The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back.
Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream.
"Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?"
"Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly.
"Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!"
Now this seemed to make sense to the frog. But he asked. "What about when I get close to the bank? You could still try to kill me and get back to the shore!"
"This is true," agreed the scorpion, "But then I wouldn't be able to get to the other side of the river!"
"Alright then...how do I know you wont just wait till we get to the other side and THEN kill me?" said the frog.
"Ahh...," crooned the scorpion, "Because you see, once you've taken me to the other side of this river, I will be so grateful for your help, that it would hardly be fair to reward you with death, now would it?!"
So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide, and the frog slid into the river. The muddy water swirled around them, but the frog stayed near the surface so the scorpion would not drown. He kicked strongly through the first half of the stream, his flippers paddling wildly against the current.
Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.
"You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?"
The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back.
"I could not help myself. It is my nature."
Then they both sank into the muddy waters of the swiftly flowing river.
Self destruction - "Its my Nature", said the Scorpion...
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