Monsoon Poon

Monsoon Poon

On the first night of camp we had planned to go to an Indian or Asian Restaurant and not knowing what restaurants there are, we were unsure of where we would choose.

We were walking back from Te Papa when we heard a voice say, “What should we have for dinner?” It was Mrs Cuming.

“The Bon Apiti group can do that job,” exclaimed Mrs Fielder.   

So the Bon Apiti group and Mrs Cuming set off on a mission to find a good place to eat while all the others set off to the youth hostel.

When we got to the hostel we made our beds and got ready for when the Bon Apiti group got  back.

Eventually they all came in with a bound shouting, “Monsoon Poon ... it is Vietnamese, Chinese, Thai, Indian, Indonesian and Malaysian! Let’s go now.”

We set off cheerfully down the street and finally got to the Monsoon Poon. Our stomachs grumbling we walked into a room filled with red and gold and lots of  amazing sculptures and pictures. The waitress showed us to our table and we sat down. I could see the excitement in everyone’s faces.

The waiter asked if I would like the tiger or  the cobra and explained that came with a drink and a sundae. The Tiger is a chicken kebab with rice and naan bread and the Cobra is butter chicken with rice and naan bread.

“Can I please have the cobra?”

“Cool and what drink do you want? There is sprite, orange juice or apple juice.” “Could I please have orange juice.”

For the sundae ... we will make them for you to collect on the way back from the observatory.So the Bon Apiti group will pick them up for you and take them back to the hostel.   

I started to colour in my picture and before I knew it my dinner was already served! When everyone had finished we took the cable car to the observatory.

On the way back the Bon Apiti group got the sundaes and we ate them all in the meeting room. It was a great night.

By Brooke