I uploaded some photos in Auckland and they have now all been given non cryptic titles,
To be honest in Moorea for the first couple of days I had a bit of a rest and just spent the time sitting on the beach which was very beautiful and relaxing. Though I do have to admit that even at my age I’d rather build sandcastles than just lie on the beach and sunbathe. Sitting on the beach was unfortunately my only cheap option as my previous snorkelling venture ended in massive sunburn on my back so as to appease the sun god I thought I should stay covered up.
On the first day I read the only English book in the hostel which was some quite good English Chick-Lit and on the second I sat and contemplated life which was interspaced with rain.
Naturally as this is the honeymoon capital of the world and is completely full of couples I’m going to discuss something I always discuss when it applies to me – relationships. Now given that this is rich man territory you do see a few trophy wives as well as the vast majority of genuine couples. I do have to admit I feel sorry for both of the trophy couples as it means that I’ve probably experienced more feeling in my, frankly, failure of a love life than they have – as to be honest my love live hasn’t been love free though due to complicated circumstances and failure from both parties which destroyed the trust and communication between us (and frankly they are the essense of any successful relationship) it never actually turned into anything.
Anyhow aside from the lack of love there also seems to be a lack of trust (which obviously leads to lack of communication). A woman in question was trying to take a picture of herself on the beach and as from my travels I know it is impossible to take a decent picture of yourself without a tripod and timer mode so I tried to help. Of course before she spoke to me about this she looked round to check her partner wasn’t there as it’s well known that taking someones picture with their camera is practically like having sex with them.
Anyhow it was nice to have a quiet few days without much to do and I also ended up only spending about 75% as much as Easter Island. This did mean on the last day I got to the airport 10 hours before my flight as I had to find a bank to change the money back into Euros. This was the most fun I’ve ever had and by the end I was being quite irritable. I did read this weeks Economist from cover to cover which used up about 3 hours of time. The most amusing bits in it was that Argentinas inflation rate is only 9%. As even the subway has increased a lot more than that as well as everything else it’s clearly a made up figure. The nail in the coffin is that bank accounts have 20% annual interest. If the inflation was really that low I should move there!
So I’ve got off the plane and landed in Sydney. It seems like a friendly and nice city so far. I’ve just uploaded a post on Tahiti itself and Moorea will follow shortly. I need to do a bit more to it first.
Overall I wasn’t too impressed with French Polynesia. It was really too expensive for what it was.
So we have finally fully and completely left south America behind. Though you shouldn’t have missed my awards on the American continent itself. The flight to Tahiti was actually surprisingly empty and I even had two seats to myself before settling down to a Prison Break marathon. LAN have the whole first series and I haven’t seen it before but the first two episodes seem good so far. So like seemingly all international flights to Tahiti this one arrived late. Of course due to that there are no public buses after the first one arrives forcing you to either shell out for a transfer or one of the worlds most expensive taxis (offically Oxford isn’t the winner anymore). They were literally going to charge about £30 to take me the 18km (11 miles) to my accommodation.
Once there I settled in for a good nights sleep. In the morning I headed to Papeete on the public bus which wasn’t too expensive. Once there I went on the Internet for 30 minutes. Including the matthew-wincing-at-the-price-and-the-girl-running-the-cafe-wanting-to-sleep-with-me discount it only cost £2.50. I found out later that here they pay £120 for a months 512k ADSL which is literally an order of magnitude more than the UK.
So anyway back to Papeete. Firstly the positive: It isn’t the most boring place I’ve been on the trip as that prize goes to Puno. In Papeete I did the walking tour of what ended up being an extensive series of shopping opportunites. This culminated with the pearl museum which was basically just an excuse to get me to spend £65000 on a pearl necklace – definitely well within my budget for Tahiti.
Then the next day I went on a afternoon tour into the jungle centre of the island which was really beautiful and we got to see the mountains towering above us in the interior. This was great fun and the guide spoke excellent English. I went on this with an American couple staying in my hostel and we had an interesting discussion on stuff.
The next morning I borrowed the snorkelling stuff from my accommodation and set off snorkeling the reef near my accommodation. There were a lot of fish to see even close to the shore and that took up the whole morning. Unfortunately following tradition I still got quite badly sunburnt on my back. After that I rested before getting the boat to Mo’orea in the morning.
Well as this internet cafe is the worlds most expensive I have to say something quick on Tahiti as well as Easter Island, it is very built up, but it is still fairly nice.