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... the empty rooms as soon as possible, traveling between bungalows on their electric carts. The departing guests always walk slowly and sombrely, as if resuming the weight of their worldly troubles as they depart. Today we were able to feed the fish from our deck. Last night I smuggled a couple of rolls from our basket at dinner (it seems many people do) - we had stripy fish, those long skinny pale ...
... caves below.
Sand flies don't like black sand. When you are being bitten into pieces, go to the black sand beach of Mahina.
Black sand beaches make for easy shell collecting.
Beaches that will be plagued with sand flies one day will not be the next.
The only dive shop on Tahiti may well have a sign by the road in Taravoa but you'll be ...
... felt so good!
Somehow the ship changed its itinerary a bit at the last minute (which disrupted a lot of people's plan, especially the ones who had arranged own tours with local companies like we did). Tomorrow we will be Huahine instead of a sea day (towards Roratonga); and we will have only 1 day at Roratonga instead of 2 :-(. Roratonga is part of New Zealand Cook Islands. We were there once and really loved the place!
We had dinner in the ...
... De segon, filet de bou amb blat de moro amb balsāmic caramel·litzat. I de postres, uns batuts de maduixes i gerds... que ens els van servir davant de la tele, on havien preparat la sala per poder veure una pel·lícula. En John i jo estāvem emocionats perquč, a més, ho van fer tot treballant com un equip. Em van fer molt feliį.
Perō el festival culinari va continuar i cada dia cuināvem coses ...
... hasn't got much to offer. Pearl shops abound but I avoided them; instead I wandered around the small but interesting market, where you could buy exotic fruit, massive slabs of tuna, interesting potions and lotions and some rather dull basket ware. I wandered around the town for an hour or so, then caught the bus back and spent the rest of the afternoon lazing by the pool, reading Derek Jacobi's ...