Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Wednesday, January 29th—Our 26th Cruise Day—Bora Bora

Wednesday, January 29th—Our 26th Cruise Day—Bora Bora

We departed Moorea about 5:00 PM on January 28th and sailed overnight to Bora Bora—arriving the next day at about 8:00 AM. The distance from Moorea to Bora Bora is about 165 miles, and this would be our third (and last!) island in the Society Islands of French Polynesia. We were anchored off the town of Vaitape—this would be a “tender port.”

The navigator Roogeveen was the first European to sight Bora Bora in 1722 and was followed by Captain James Cook in 1796.

Bora Bora is a “barrier reef island”—described by Wikipedia as follows:

In 1842, Darwin explained the creation of coral atolls in the southern Pacific Ocean based upon observations made during a five-year voyage aboard the HMS Beagle from 1831 to 1836. Accepted as basically correct, his explanation involved considering that several tropical island types—from high volcanic island, through barrier reef island, to atoll—represented a sequence of gradual subsidence of what started as an oceanic volcano. He reasoned that a fringing coral reef surrounding a volcanic island in the tropical sea will grow upwards as the island subsides (sinks), becoming an "almost atoll", or barrier reef island, as typified by an island such as Aitutaki in the Cook Islands, Bora Bora and others in the Society Islands. The fringing reef becomes a barrier reef for the reason that the outer part of the reef maintains itself near sea level through biotic growth, while the inner part of the reef falls behind, becoming a lagoon because conditions are less favorable for the coral and calcareous algae responsible for most reef growth. In time, subsidence carries the old volcano below the ocean surface and the barrier reef remains. At this point, the island has become an atoll.

It can be seen from a map and the description above that Bora Bora is a “barrier reef island” or “almost atoll”—meaning that there is a large central island of volcanic origin, surrounded by a lagoon, and outside the lagoon is a circle of coral reefs and islands. The local name for an island in the outer reef islands is “motu.”

Today, Bora Bora enjoys the reputation of being one of the most beautiful and unspoiled islands in the South Pacific—a description with which we would heartily agree!

Since we had just one day on Bora Bora and since the water, beaches, and motu islands were the highlights, we decided to take the three hour Holland America excursion titled “Motu Islet Lagoon Cruise and Beach Break.” So our day started about 8:30 AM when we met with our tour group and took a tender ashore to the town of Vaitape. After arriving on shore, we boarded the catamaran that would take us out on our tour.

The catamaran first took us past Raititi Point, and then past Motu Toopua and Motu Tapu. After a 45 minute trip (we had front seats on the catamaran, and therefore a great view), we anchored and tied up just off the beach of a private motu and waded ashore. There we were given about an hour and a half to relax on the beach, go snorkeling, and explore the island. Bill choose to go snorkeling right away—there was a nice little coral reef to explore—while Pat enjoyed reading her book on a picnic table. But before long, Bill was able to convince Pat to go into the water, which we did until a snack was served that consisted of fruit, crackers, cakes and coconut, which was just perfect for that time of day.

Soon after lunch, we re-boarded the catamaran and began our journey back to Vaitape. Along the way, we anchored in a shallow section of the reef for stingray feeding and black tip shark viewing—similar to what we did in Moorea. And even though we had had a similar experience the day before, it was still awe inspiring to hold a stingray that was almost as large as we were and observe close up a school of sharks—each of which was 5 feet long or more!

After our shark/ray encounter, we hoisted anchor and continued on towards Vaitape. Along the way we again saw the overwater, thatched roof bungalows that are offered as hotel rooms—at great expense. This style of overwater hotel rooms is common in all of French Polynesia—including Tahiti, Moorea, Bora Bora, and New Caledonia.

Back in Vaitape, it was early afternoon and the last tender was not until 4:30 PM, so we had some time to explore on our own. Matira Beach—at the southern end of the central island—was recommended to us, so we decided to go down that way, and maybe get something to eat and do some swimming on the beach.

Public transportation on Bora Bora—and other French Polynesian Islands—is often via “Le Truck.” And as the name implies, these were trucks which had benches placed in their pick-up bed for passengers to sit upon. It was a little difficult, but into “Le Truck” we climbed and soon we were on our way to Matira Beach.

During the 20 minute drive to the beach, we passed “Bloody Mary’s”—a very famous restaurant and pub on Povai Bay. But we didn’t stop—we were traveling independently and had to be careful about our time. (If we missed the last tender, we would be on our own to get to our next port of call!) When we arrived at Matira Beach, it was HOT!!!! We went down and onto the beach, but soon were looking for a watering hole out of the sun. Fortunately we quickly found a place which was right on the beach with a beautiful view. We ordered lunch and more than one can of the local beer (who’s counting?) and soon were joined by our friends Gaston and Carol Lacroix. Gaston and Carol are French Canadians (Fortunately for us they speak good English!) and also passengers on the Amsterdam who just happened to come into the same restaurant at the time we were there. And so we enjoyed lunch and more than one beer together. And this has happened to us so many times—we go off exploring on our own, and then by chance run into friends who are like minded. Call it serendipity!

Bill took a quick swim from the beach, but by about 3:30, it was time to head back to Vaitape via “Le Truck” to catch a tender back to the Amsterdam. We arrived in Vaitape before 4:00 PM, and discovered that there was a Chinese grocery store near the port, and we hoped to get several cartons of fruit juice to take back with us. Fruit juice and rum drinks are the perfect beverage for hot days in French Polynesia! So after purchasing about 10 cartons of fruit juice (we already had rum on board!), we caught one of the last tenders back, and soon were onboard the Amsterdam enjoying the sail-away party.

We left Bora Bora about 5:30 PM, and our ship continued in a westward direction. We would have Thursday, January 30th and Friday January 31st as very welcome “sea days” after 3 wonderful but very intense days on three different islands of the Society Islands. Our next port of call would be Pago Pago, American Samoa on Saturday, February 1st.

Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Map of Bora Bora.


Wednesday, Janary 29th--Bora Bora--Sailing in, our first view of Bora Bora. And we were welcomed by a rainbow--it was going to be a great day!


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--A tender heading towards the landing at Vaitape.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Tender landing at Vaitape.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Pat in front of a sign at our tender landing at Vaitape. Around her bathing suit is the sarong she got in Luxor, Egypt in 2012.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Pat on board our catamaran.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--The lagoon with the central volcanic island in the background.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--A home on a "motu" in the lagoon.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Our catamaran approaching our "motu" for the day--on the right.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Our caramaran anchored and tied up at our own private "motu."


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Pat relaxing and reading at a picnic bench on our "private "motu."


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Enjoying the beautiful blue water!


Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Black Tipped Shark!


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Stingrays!


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Swimming with the Black Tipped Sharks. Pat is keeping a close eye on this one!


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Bill and Pat getting friendly with a stingray.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Overwater, thatched roof hotel rooms--seen in rumerous places in French Polynesia.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Overwater, thatched roof hotel rooms--seen in rumerous places in French Polynesia.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Matira Beach--Our restaurant is the thatched roof building at far left on the beach. Bill took this photo by wading out into the water.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Matira Beach--Enjoying lunch and a few beers at a restaurant on the beach with our friends, Gaston and Carol Lacroix. If you look at the photo closely, we are inside on the right.


Wednesday, January 29th--Bora Bora--Matira Beach--Enjoying lunch and a few beers at a restaurant on the beach with our friends, Gaston and Carol Lacroix.


Sunday, February 23, 2014

Tuesday, January 28th—Our 25th Cruise Day—Moorea

Tuesday, January 28th—Our 25th Cruise Day—Moorea

We left Tahiti about 3:30 AM on January 28th, but didn’t go far—about 4 ½ hours later, at 8:00 AM, we were anchored in Opunohu Bay off the island of Moorea. Moorea is really just a satellite island of Tahiti, being only 10 miles away and a regular ferry takes passengers and cars back and forth between Tahiti and Moorea. But Moorea is far less developed and many Tahitians use Moorea as their vacation destination. The island is volcanic in origin, and is roughly heart shaped with two deep bays on its north side—giving the whole island the appearance of a three toed gecko footprint. The two bays are Opunohu Bay and Cook Bay, and ironically, it was Opunohu Bay where Captain James Cook first visited Moorea. However, which bay he first entered became muddled, and the second bay—which Cook did not visit—was later named in his honor. This error was never corrected, and continues to this day.

Since our ship was anchored, this was a tender port with the last tender at 4:30 PM. We were told that Moorea was a snorkeling and SCUBA diving paradise, so the ship excursion titled “Motu Beach Picnic and Ray Feeding” sounded like just the thing for us. This was a 5 hour excursion and we met as a group on-board the ms Amsterdam in the Queen’s Lounge at 8:00 AM--and soon were on our way.

First we took a tender ashore near the town of Papetoai, and immediately boarded a catamaran that was about 25 feet long. The catamaran first took us into Opunohu Bay where we had good views of our ship and of the steep and jagged mountains of the interior of Moorea. Next we traveled east along the north shore, until we came upon a fairly shallow reef where we all went into the water for some sting ray feeding.

And the sting rays came in droves when tempted with a few pieces of fish! These creatures were huge—perhaps three feet across, and although called “sting rays”, they were very friendly and even allowed us to touch and hold them. Apparently they can use their sting—actually a poisonous barb at the base of their tail—when threatened, something we were careful not to do!

And if that were not enough, schools of black tipped sharks began swimming around us while we were in the water! These sharks ranged in length from three to five feet with—as their name implied—black markings on the tip of their fins, most prominently on their dorsal fin. But although the size, number and proximity of these sharks was a bit intimidating, they seemed far more interested in the fish we were feeding to the rays than in giving us grief—something they certainly could have done had they been so inclined.

This encounter with sharks and rays was particularly nice since most of the time we were standing in waist to chest deep water—which meant that Pat was able to get into the water and enjoy the experience. (Pat is not a strong swimmer, and is extremely uncomfortable in water that is over her head.)

After our stingray/shark encounter, we re-boarded our catamaran, which took us further east along the north coast and past the Intercontinental Moorea Beachcomber Hotel. This style of hotel consists of thatched roof bungalows that stretch out in a chain over the water and are found in all of the French Polynesian Islands. And it is extremely tempting to want to stay in one of the bungalows—one can go swimming/fishing/boating right off the balcony, the thatched roof is just how one would imagine a Polynesian dwelling, and in the morning a snorkeler brings your  breakfast to you over the water. But of course the down side is the price—staying in one of the bungalows can cost anywhere from $500-1500 per night per person! And when our catamaran came close to the bungalows, we noticed that most of them appeared empty. But it was still fun to fantasize about staying in one of them for a week or two.

At the extreme northeast corner of Moorea is Motu Beach, and our catamaran anchored there between the beach and one of the offshore islands. We were told that we would have about 2-3 hours there, and it was a perfect place to spend the day. After disembarking the catamaran, Bill was able to go snorkeling over the reef, and stingrays came right up to the shallow water next to the beach where Pat was able to touch and hold them. Onshore was a lovely picnic area, and after about an hour and a half we had a wonderful barbecue buffet cooked right on the beach. Our guide showed us how to prepare “ceviche”, a dish made from raw fish marinated in lime juice and coconut water, and afterwards gave us a demonstration for how the husk could be removed from a coconut. Our good friends Jacob and Margaret George were with us on this excursion, and Jacob was chosen to assist our guide in the husk removal ceremony. After the husk was removed, the coconut was broken in half and the two halves were passed around for us to drink the coconut water inside. And finally, our guide showed us how to make shavings of the flesh inside the coconut—which again was passed around for us to sample.

But all too soon, it was time for us to re-board the catamaran that would take us back to the tender landing. The journey back took about 45 minutes, and when we arrived back in Papetoai, we weren’t quite ready to take the tender back to the ship. Next to the tender area were stalls where Mooreans were selling local crafts, but we had vowed to each other before we started this trip that we were going to restrict the number of souvenirs we would bring home this time (We brought home suitcases(!) full of souvenirs from our 2012 trip!), so we resisted the temptation to buy.

After disembarking the catamaran, Pat decided to rest on a park bench while Bill took a short walk into the town of Papetoia. Along the way, he passed the Papetoai Temple—also known as the “Octagon Church” due to its eight sided shape. Between 1822 and 1827, protestant missionaries deliberately constructed this church on the site of a former sacred “marae” in an effort to assert the new religion. Today just one spike-shaped stone remains from when it was a marae. Past the octagon church is the village of Papetoai—which had a general store where Bill bought some wine.

Returning to the tender landing, we boarded the tender and returned to the ms Amsterdam. Back onboard, we went to the sail away party on the Lido deck aft where we had some great final views of the beautiful island of Moorea. 

We departed Moorea about 5:00 PM and by the next morning, we would be at our third island in French Polynesia—Bora Bora.

Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Map of Moorea.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Tender port on Moorea at Papetoai. Note the volcanic mountains in the background.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--A view of Opunohu Bay and the ms Amsterdam from the north. This is the bay Captian James Cook sailed into when he first visited Moorea.


Saturday, February 22, 2014

Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--The reef off the north coast.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--On a reef off the north coast. Bill is enjoying an encounter with a stingray! Next to him is our guide.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--On a reef off the north coast. Bill is swimming and snorkeling with a school of black tipped sharks!


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Overwater bungalows at the Intercontinental Moorea Beachcomber Hotel--a beautiful place to stay! Going around the last bungalow is a catamaran similar to ours.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--The outermost bungalow of the Interncontinental Moorea Beachcomber Hotel. Would love to stay there someday!


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Our Catamaran anchored in a channel between Motu beach and an offshore island. The offshore island is in the background.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Pat enjoying the beautiful warm waters of Motu beach.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Motu Beach--A stingray came into shallow water to visit with Pat!


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Motu Beach--Our very good friend Jacob George is helping our guide remove the husk off a coconut.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Motu Beach--Our guide is preparing a coconut for us.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Motu Beach--Pat is drinking a coconut that had been opened up. Our very good friend Jacob George is in the background in a yellow shirt.


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Papetoai Temple or "Octagon Church."


Tuesday, January 28th--Moorea--Pat on Lido deck aft at the sail away party. Opunohu Bay and the volcanic mountains of Moorea are in the background.


Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Monday, January 27th—Our 24th Cruise Day—Tahiti


Monday, January 27th—Our 24th Cruise Day—Tahiti

We left Pitcairn Island about noon on January 24th  and cruised west for the rest of that day plus two more full days before our next port of call the following day on January 27th—Tahiti!

Tahiti is part of the Society Islands which in turn are part of French Polynesia. French Polynesia also includes the island groups of Moorea, Bora Bora, and New Caledonia—all places we would visit on this trip. The currency is the French Pacific Franc abbreviated as “XPF” with 90 XPF’s equaling 1 U.S. dollar. Pat referred to XPF’s as “Wintergreen’s”—since the abbreviation reminded her of the character “Ex-P.F.C. Wintergreen” in the novel “Catch 22.”

The main languages spoken on Tahiti are French and Tahitian, with very few Tahitians speaking good English. Tahiti consists of two “lobes” of land which were formed from two volcanos. The larger of the two is referred to as “Tahiti nui” (Large Tahiti) and the smaller one “Tahiti iti” (Small Tahiti).  The two lobes are connected at a narrow neck, and due to the volcanic origin, the interior is very steep and relatively inaccessible. There are roads into the interior—which is said to be absolutely beautiful—but they require a 4-wheel drive vehicle and a very bumpy ride. So 95% of the roads and population of Tahiti are along the coast.  Tahiti nui has a “ring road” along the coast as its main road, and along that road are many wonderful sights. Tahiti iti has coastal roads along its north and south coasts, but they are not connected since the eastern coast on Tahiti iti is private land and inaccessible to the public.

We visited Tahiti during our 2012 World Cruise, so this was a return visit for us. During our 2012 visit we first went out on a catamaran where Bill did some snorkeling, and then we found a wonderful taxi driver—Mike—who could speak English.   Mike took us around the northwest, north, and northeast part of Tahiti nui, showing us many sights along the way—including Point Venus (where Captain Cook landed and observed the transit of the planet Venus across the sun in 1767), the Araaoaho Blowhole, and the Three Waterfalls of Fa’auruma’i.  Mike was very, very personable and did many, many “extra” things to make that trip that much more enjoyable—see our blog from 2012.

This time, we had hoped to take a 4X4 trip into the mountainous interior of Tahiti. Unfortunately, the ship excursion for that trip was full, so instead of picking a different excursion, we decided to do Tahiti on our own—much like we did in 2012.

Our ship was docked in Papeete—the capital and largest city in Tahiti, and after we disembarked from the ship about 9:00 AM, we first walked a few blocks up to the Marche’ or Market. At the Marche’, we saw all kinds of goods for sale—from fruit, vegetables, meat and fish to sarongs, wood carvings, and other tourist items. We even tasted and purchased a type of fruit we had never seen or tasted before—“Romtuk(sp?)”. Romtuk has a spiny surface and a very large “seed” inside. But the flesh around the seed is delicious!

From there, we walked up Rue Paul Gauguin—we had heard that there was a wine store there that we wanted to check out. Indeed, we found the wine store, but it sold “boutique wines”, which were far too expensive for our taste!

So we decided to go out exploring the island and walked back towards the Marche’. There we saw a line of taxis on Rue Collette—just as there had been in 2012. And who should we see standing next to his taxi on that street but Mike, our taxi driver from 2012! Of course we immediately employed his services, climbed into his taxi, and we were once again off exploring Tahiti! Since we had explored the northwest and north coasts of Tahiti nui in 2012, we thought it would be fun to head south from Papeete with our goal being Teahupoo—the end of the public road on the south side of Tahiti iti.

The first stop on our journey was just outside Papeete at “Carrefours”--a grocery chain in Tahiti. There we were able to have our wine needs met, along with a few other sundry items. (NOTE: At many ports, we go “wine shopping”—because any kind of alcohol aboard our ship is exorbitantly expensive. However, whatever we purchase off the ship can be brought on board when we return.)

As we moved south from Papeete along the coast road on the western side of the island, we stopped numerous times for photo opportunities. The beaches along the coast were beautiful, and it made us wish we had days to visit the island, not hours. Bill especially wanted to go swimming and snorkeling, but if we were to get all the way to Teahupoo, we would have to choose our stops carefully.

Our next intended stop was at the “Lagoonarium” and “Captain Bligh Restaurant” near Punaauia. The Lagoonarium is a marine aquarium within a lagoon which has underwater viewing of marine life, and the restaurant was one recommended to us by our travel guide on our ship—so we were excited to visit both.  But unfortunately this was a Monday, and both were closed on Mondays, so we continued on.

Our next stop was the “Museum of Tahiti” just south of Punaauia. When we arrived at the museum, we saw a tour bus parked outside, and proceeded inside to purchase our tickets. But we quickly discovered that the museum had opened just for this tour group, not members of the public. Undeterred, we entered the museum by a side door, and quickly joined the tour group—finding our previous stop closed made us a bit more determined to take fate into our own hands! So we pretended to be part of the tour group and tried our best to act like we belonged. All went well except for two things: 1. the group consisted of German tourists, and so the commentary was in German. (However signs were in English, so we could read the details of each exhibit)—and 2. Eventually museum officials started wondering what a taxi and driver was doing parked outside. Nevertheless, we enjoyed our “tour” which contained many fascinating and authentic Polynesian artifacts—and after about an hour were back on the road.

We continued south on the coast road until we reached Marae Arahurahu, a couple of miles on a dirt road off the main coastal road and near the town of Paea. (At this point, it should be pointed out that one town blends into the next all along the coast road, so it is often difficult to know when one town ends and the next begins!) Marae are “spaces reserved for ceremonial, societal, and religious activities of ancient Polynesians.” Marae consist of a courtyard, (te tahua), an altar (te ahu—where human sacrifices occurred), a cornerstone (‘ofa ‘i tihi), and other ceremonial areas and objects. For us, our visit here was one of the highlights of our visit to Tahiti. First, we were by ourselves with no one else at the site at the time we were there. We weren’t sure whether or not we had just arrived in-between tour buses or whether this site was off the tourist track—but for whatever reason, this meant we could wander about at our leisure without feeling we were part of a “herd.” No matter how wonderful a site is, if it is crowded with people and has a tour guide who keeps saying “Hurry up, move along—we have to get back on the bus to get to our next location”, it takes away from the enjoyment of the visit.

So we had the site to ourselves, which we enjoyed for a half hour or so, and then wandered back down the dirt road about a quarter of a mile to a fruit stand we had seen on the way up. Once again, we were by ourselves, and by coincidence, the owner was a cousin of our taxi driver’s wife. Maybe it was because we were the only ones there or maybe because we were with Mike, but the young woman was extremely outgoing and friendly. She gave us a type of fruit we had never seen or tasted before—“Corosol”(sp?). When split open, the flesh inside can be eaten (seeds need to be spit out) and is absolutely delicious and unlike anything we had ever tasted. The woman was so nice, we also purchased some “Authentic Monoi de Tahiti”—a type of lotion—and she seemed happy to have some business for the day.

We departed Marae Arahurahu, drove down the dirt road, and back to the coast road again heading south. Our next stop was “Maraa Grotto” just south of Paea. This grotto is just a short walk off the coastal road and is absolutely beautiful! Imagine a cave with crystal clear blue water at the bottom, surrounded by lush ferns everywhere, and backlit by the sun. It looked like a scene out of the “Ring Trilogy.” For about twenty minutes we took photos and looked around the area—there was a second, small grotto nearby. And then it was time to continue our journey.

By this time we were starting to feel hungry, and Mike said he had just the place for us—the Gauguin Restaurant near the Gauguin Museum in Papeari. Mike told us that although the museum was closed for renovation, the restaurant would be open. And indeed, as we drove up, we saw that the restaurant was beautiful—right on the water with large fish in pens next to the restaurant and a boardwalk out over the water to see the fish. But we arrived at 2:15 PM, and the restaurant stopped serving at 2:00 PM! We were told that the kitchen was closed, and no amount of persuasion would convince them to serve us. So we walked out over the boardwalk, viewed the fish, and began to think that Tahiti was a lovely place, but seemed to be closed for our visit. And at this point it began to rain.

So back in the taxi we went, and continued our drive south to Teahupoo. The rain stopped, but by this time, Pat especially was getting a little concerned about time—we had hired our taxi for four hours, and it was clear that our trip was going to be significantly longer than that. We were starting to feel we were ready to return--even though “all aboard” wasn’t until 3:00 AM the next morning.

In addition, we were definitely ready for something to eat! Nevertheless, we persevered and continued on to Teahupoo—which took about another 30 minutes of driving. And the drive was interesting. We drove through the “neck” between Tahiti nui and Tahiti iti at Taravao and the further we went into Tahiti iti, the more primitive and “non-touristy” the scene became. The beaches were beautiful, and Teahupoo is where international surfing competitions are held. We finally reached Teahupoo, and knew we were there when Mike announced that we were at the “end of the road.” And there is nothing really at Teahupoo—except for big waves and a lovely beach. We quickly had our photos taken in front of a surfboard sign and began heading north along the same road back to Papeete.

There was only one sight to see on the way back that we hadn’t seen on the way down, and that was the Vaipahi Water Garden between Papeari and Mataiea. There we made a short stop to view the gardens—which included a beautiful waterfall. There were hiking trails around the gardens that would have taken an hour or more to complete, but we were getting tired and were anxious to be on our way, so we didn’t take advantage of any of them.

We think that Mike may have felt a bit bad that both the Captain Bligh restaurant at Punaauia, and the Gauguin restaurant at Papeari were closed. He told us he knew “just the place” for us to get a bite, and guaranteed us that it would not be closed. So we headed north, back towards Papeete, wondering what Mike had in mind. Along the way, Mike talked to us about the Tahitian culture and even taught us some Tahitian words (spelled below phonetically):

“Matahe” is Mike’s name in Tahitian

“popaa” is a white skinned person

“marooroo” means thank you

“nana” means goodbye

“tamahini” is a young girl

“vahini” is an adult woman

“tamaroa” is a young boy

“tane” is an adult man

“tamar-ee-e” are children

“ita” means no

“eh” means yes

“pee-ra-ro” means car

“api” means new

 

We did our best to converse with Mike—and others we met—using the few Tahitian words Mike taught us.

 

After driving north to somewhere near Punaauia, we reached the “restaurant” Mike had in mind for us—“Beach Burger.” This wasn’t quite what we had in mind, but at least it was open, and we all enjoyed a meal there—hamburgers for us and a plate of Mahi-Mahi for Mike. (We had had enough fish by this point!)

 

Afterwards, we returned to Papeete, and along the way, mentioned to Mike that one day we would like to take a trip up the volcano and into the interior of Tahiti nui. Mike told us that his taxi was 4 –wheel drive, and that next time he would be glad to take us. Mike gave us his contact information, and told us that if there ever is a “next time”, to contact him ahead of time--that is what we will do.

 

Mike dropped us off near our ship in Papeete about 5:30 PM, and we said our goodbyes to a person whom we feel had become our friend. Immediately after that, we went back on board--it had been a busy day, we had just eaten at Beach Burger, and we were tired enough to go straight to our cabin. The ship would leave Papeete in the middle of the night while we were sleeping, but it wouldn’t go far. The next morning, Tuesday, January 28th, we would be just across the bay from Tahiti at our next port of call—the island of Moorea!

Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--Map of Tahiti showing "Tahiti nui" and "Tahiti iti."


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--Map of Papeete. The "X" on the map is the "Marche'"--or Market. The large circle is the "Maire"--or office of the Mayor. The small circle on the map is where we were told we could buy wine--"Vigne!" Our ship, the "ms Amsterdam" was docked where the map shows the cruise ships.


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--500 French Pacific Franc Note or "XPF." Worth about US$ 5 dollars, 50 cents.




500 French Pacific Franc Note or "XPF." Worth about US$ 5 dollars, 50 cents. Front (above) and reverse (below).


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--From our Balcony--Sailing into our docking in Papeete.


Monday January 27th--Tahiti--The Marche' (Market) between Rue Francois Cardella and Rue du 22 Septembre in Papeete.


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--Our Taxi Driver Matahe (Mike) in 2012 and 2014.



Our taxi driver Matahe (Mike) with Pat in 2012 (above) and with Bill in 2014 (below).


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--Description sign at Marae Arahurahu near Paea.


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--Marae Arahurahu near Paea. Description sign for Ti'i and To'o.


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--Marae Arahurahu near Paea. Bill and Pat next to a replica Ti'i.


Monday, January 27th--Tahiti--Description sign at Marae Arahurahu near Paea.


Monday, Janusry 27th--Tahiti--Marae Arahurahu near Paea--Behind us is the courtyard (te tahua) and in the distance is the altar (te ahu)—where human sacrifices occurred.