Anyway, whaddya know, it turns out New Zealand is in the South Pacific. It is part of Polynesia, the south-west corner of the Polynesian triangle (the other corners are Hawaii and Easter Island).
With this discovery came a lesson in pronunciation. It's not Ton-gah, it's Tong-ah (the 'g' is barely there); Sam-oah is actually Saam-OOa. Niue is said New-ee. (Okay, no, I'd never heard of it before now either.)
And I loved learning that the Maori have a complicated system of genealogy that relates, in part, to your ancestral waka (canoe) - or, as I understand it, the ship you came in on. A bit like people in the US priding themselves on having ancestors who were on the Mayflower.
So picture me, in the South Pacific, skipping around singing Bali Ha'i and you pretty much have my week.
ps when I googled 'South Pacific' for pictures, this turned up. I thought it would be mean to deprive my audience of this picture of that guy from Glee as Lieutellan Cable, sans shirt:
(image via broadway.tv)