Gateway into South America
Trip Start
Mar 01, 2006
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Trip End
Dec 01, 2007

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After a flight without much sleep, I landed on Rapa Nui. As I was queuing at the customs, and up untilI had the chilean stamp in my passport, I was trying to get used to the idea that after Asia and Oceania, I was finally setting foot in south america.
I did not get much time to reflect on these prospects, as I grabbed my bags (without forgetting my sleeping bag, for once) and exited the airport.There was a dozen people proposing me to come and stay in their hotel or guesthouse. A lady started talking to me in french, certainly because of my polynesian look. She must have been from French Polynesia herself, and proposed me a room... for 70 usd... Arghhh, there we were again, and here I went again with my outraged "I'd rather sleep outside!". She then proposed something at 20usd, but I really wanted something cheaper. I told her I was looking for a 10 usd bed, and that's how I got directed to a pick up, "Camping Minoha" was the inscription on its door. The guy was a tahitian too, he spoke french, and proposed me a tent for 10usd. I said I'd go with him to check it out, until he could give me a dorm bed. I had in mind just a free lift into town without any promise. Eventually the tent proved a perfect option: they provided the tent and matress, there were toilets and showers and a kitchen, and the night was very noisy due to the crickets and the sound of the ocean waves crushing on the shore, which is a barren hard and sharp landscape of lava rock. I just had to change my mattress on the second day cause an inflatable one was too soft, I needed a thin foam mattress. So I ended up just staying in the tent, the cheapest accomodation on the island I believe.
The weather was very cloudy and windy, so I did not know wat time it was when I got there. My watch was telling me the it was7am Tahiti time. I thought there was one or two hours difference, so I slep for a bit, and then I slept more... It turned out that there was 5h time difference, so I had been sleeping well into the afternoon, which left me with short time to go around town, and also gifted me with the total incapacity to sleep that first evening even though I was really tired.
On that first day I still managed to go around "town" and buy some food, and to find out that my spanish wasn't that awful after all, at least to get around.
So there I was in South America, but moving in quietly. During my stay I was to spend my time with local Rapa Nui, other polynesians, travellers, and tourists from Chile and Argentina. A good mix, and as in any remote place, with interesting people.
It also turned out during my stay that Roger (Tahitian) and Martha (Rapa Nui) were great hosts to stay with, in that camping named after their daughter Minoha.
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After a flight without much sleep, I landed on Rapa Nui. As I was queuing at the customs, and up untilI had the chilean stamp in my passport, I was trying to get used to the idea that after Asia and Oceania, I was finally setting foot in south america.
I did not get much time to reflect on these prospects, as I grabbed my bags (without forgetting my sleeping bag, for once) and exited the airport.There was a dozen people proposing me to come and stay in their hotel or guesthouse. A lady started talking to me in french, certainly because of my polynesian look. She must have been from French Polynesia herself, and proposed me a room... for 70 usd... Arghhh, there we were again, and here I went again with my outraged "I'd rather sleep outside!". She then proposed something at 20usd, but I really wanted something cheaper. I told her I was looking for a 10 usd bed, and that's how I got directed to a pick up, "Camping Minoha" was the inscription on its door. The guy was a tahitian too, he spoke french, and proposed me a tent for 10usd. I said I'd go with him to check it out, until he could give me a dorm bed. I had in mind just a free lift into town without any promise. Eventually the tent proved a perfect option: they provided the tent and matress, there were toilets and showers and a kitchen, and the night was very noisy due to the crickets and the sound of the ocean waves crushing on the shore, which is a barren hard and sharp landscape of lava rock. I just had to change my mattress on the second day cause an inflatable one was too soft, I needed a thin foam mattress. So I ended up just staying in the tent, the cheapest accomodation on the island I believe.
The weather was very cloudy and windy, so I did not know wat time it was when I got there. My watch was telling me the it was7am Tahiti time. I thought there was one or two hours difference, so I slep for a bit, and then I slept more... It turned out that there was 5h time difference, so I had been sleeping well into the afternoon, which left me with short time to go around town, and also gifted me with the total incapacity to sleep that first evening even though I was really tired.
On that first day I still managed to go around "town" and buy some food, and to find out that my spanish wasn't that awful after all, at least to get around.
So there I was in South America, but moving in quietly. During my stay I was to spend my time with local Rapa Nui, other polynesians, travellers, and tourists from Chile and Argentina. A good mix, and as in any remote place, with interesting people.
It also turned out during my stay that Roger (Tahitian) and Martha (Rapa Nui) were great hosts to stay with, in that camping named after their daughter Minoha.
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Have a look at the Summary Page - Please sign my Guest Book

Comments
rapa nui
rock de jour c'est une ramizeri ;) J'espère que tu vas faire le tour du rochet à la nage pour ton parcour initiatique A+ sylvanus des prais
Re: rapa nui
J´te rapelle qu'avant le tour du rocher, faut descendre la falaise de 200m... et c'est pas de la tarte. Non, j'ai fait simple: j'ai saute dans un bateau, 12 litres d'air a 220 bar dans le dos, et hoooooooooo!!!!! Les deux petits ilots dont tu parles, c'est une des plongees de la mort qui tue le plus dans le mooooonnnde... oui mossieur. Mur de corail, fond entre 40 et 70m, et on le voit comme si on y etait... et c'est la le plus beau: 50m de visibilite!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tu te tournes vers l'ocean, et la ils appellent ca le Grand Bleu: tu es en apesanteur, c't un truc de daingue!!! Sinon la routine: ce soir on va pecher des gros poissons et ensuite se faire un gros barbec...
fait gaffe au sirènes
Si ça continus tu vas devoir passer les califs pour plonger au nitrox. J'était loin de m'imaginer qu'il y avait des coraux à l'ile de paque. amuse toi bien et sous l'eau pense à la musique des dents de la mer ça motive. ta ta ta ta ta hink A+ vieux crapeau