Hotel Le Stanley Noumea
Travel Blogs from Noumea
... talk, trivia and bingo games, dance lessons, zumba exercise etc. etc. And of course there is always the bar or the casino. First thing in the morning, before most people are up, is usually the best time for uploading photos to the blog. Other times it is so slow that nothing happens. But we should be impressed that the satellite system works at all.
Wednesday 11 June, Day 17.
... We found a bus near the market
and whizzed past the firemen overseeing the plage of Baie de Citrons which is
their second job after firefighting.
A siesta in the arvo, a
little French dubbed TV (gotta love the soapies or feuilletons where the
characters are called Ridge and Thorne..even in French) and Number 1 beers by
the pool.. very civilised… and nobody was missing their kids a bit J
... a party she was told that NC was 'sauvage' and that she was a 'batard' or cross breed because she was a mixture of Kanak and Philipino and Japanese. How does France and its colony still get on? NC sends its uni students to France, gets its goods from there, the mine managers are mostly French.. but how well do they really understand each other?
I buy bio (organic) tea from a chic Bio shop on Anse Vata. These shops look over a park filled with lounging, posing ...
... to The Kanak Cultural Centre in Noumea that is a memorial to a Kanak independence leader Jean-Marie Tjibaou who was assassinated in 1989. There is the potential this year for a referendum on independence from France in New Caledonia, but back in 1998 no less than Renzo Piano (Pompidou centre) was commissioned to memorialise Tjibaou, and what a stunning building it is.
I wandered through its gardens which was a Gulliver's Travels moment feeling like I was walking ...
... bright orange
loose clothes. They kept dancing until our ship was perfectly
aligned and completely docked.
The view of the waterfront was ho-hum with just a few industrial
buildings. But once we got into the terminal building, we were once
again greeted by the friendly Kanaks, (locals), who were willing to
pose for photographs. A group of tourist guides had congregated,
touting their city tours, ranging ...