In Hanga Roa
Trip Start
Mar 01, 2006
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Trip End
Dec 01, 2007
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Rapa Nui,
Chile
Friday, January 19, 2007
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In the early afternoon I accompanied a british girl and the owner Martha to the nearby fishing harbour, just 200m from the camping.
The fishermen had just returned, with a meagre take: one tuna! But that was what we needed, and the english girl bought it: 6kg of proteins for 21000 pesos: 40 us dollars.
We planned for a giant bbq in the evening, as that fish was going to be enough food for at least 15 people.
Roger, the Tahitian husband of Martha, took care of the cutting of the fish.
In the evening, the fire was on, everybody had a beer or a glass of wine in hand, and the preparation started, with a few salads and other side dishes to go with the fish.
Half of the tuna went on the bbq, while the rest just got cut in small pieces that were to be eaten raw.
While we were preparing, there was a gorgeous sunset. It reminded me, more or less happily, of the sunsets I had seen when I was in the Gulf of Guinea: being lost at sea gives you every evening an incredible show of cloud shapes and colors, and I remember vividly that I used to observe that the sky would already be dark behind me as I was facing the setting sun. So anyway, it was one of these ocean sunsets, with the addition of a sailing boat coming back to mooring, and the crushing of the waves on the lava rocks.
The dinner was soooo good, with a table that eventually hosted over 25 people, and it seems everyone ate as much they pleased (apart from the few vegetarians). It was real nice to gather too, the whole camping /pension being there: europeans, polynesians, chileans and argentinians, japanese, and even russians.
On my way to bed, I could admire the night landscape, a dome in fact: on the horizon, the lights of many fishing boats, far out at sea, and above us all, a clear sky full of stars, the milky way so obvious just across the sky. In the middle of the ocean, these stars who guided the polynesian ships suddenly seemed closer and more friendly, a part of daily life rather than just a night sight.
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