|Sand, coconut trees, and lagoon|
Anyway, we went to Mataiva thanks to the recommendation of friends who lived in the area for a couple years. We went to a pension a.k.a some kind of hostel / bed and breakfast for 4 days. Now the awesome part of it is that thanks to some freak luck, we were the only ones there. We had the whole place for ourselves, which means we had the lagoons for ourselves too. (as we left 17 new people arrived).
We started off easy by taking bycicles around the island. The road was flanked by coconut trees everywhere. The fun part was the myriad of small crabs that were hanging out on the road and around, and that were scattering around as we were approaching. They were everywhere!
We had different activities planned during our stay. Nothing too strenuous, don't worry. We took a boat to grab lunch, which means we went and picked up a couple fish from the lagoon. It gave us the opportunity to discover the crazy cow-fish and its rigit body, and even the famous blowfish. Seeing a blowfish was already cool, but you should have seen when the guy started cutting it open. That was impressive. As a city boy, I was quite impressed by the ordeal.
|You don't even need to hold the cow fish, with its hard body, it can't jump anywhere|
|I swear he was all big and all a second ago!|
|Not the best time to be a blowfish...|
We also went to a bird island, completely overrun by... birds, as well as eggs everywhere on the ground, and little baby birds too.
|(c) Alfred Hitchcock|
|Fresh lunch, in plates we made ourselves. This coconut bread was delicious|
|Yeah, it was crowded|
|See urchins like to be cozy|
|What color do you want to swim today?|
|White on the left, blue on the right|
What really made it as well were our hosts who were super nice and really received us very warmly. They joined us to play cards after dinner, and even taught me again how to play the famous card game "trou du cul", which I've played for countless hours with my friends in France at Saint Laurent many years ago.
We also got to meet one of the uncles (it's a big family out there) who was cultivating coconuts and showed us how to open them with the hatchet, and most of all how the coconut tastes depending on how mature it is. For example the juice of some coconuts he got out of the tree for us was actually carbonated, while the entire core of the germinating coconut will be hard and edible (we even got fried beignets of that part right before taking the plane back!). We are now a lot better outfitted to survive if we ever crash on a deserted island (as long as it has fish and coconut trees of course)
|Our friend Jacob made Denise promise that she would play freesbee in Tahiti. This is the proof Jacob!|
|I'm telling you, it was really hard out there|
|Some safe-to-handle see urchins and a shell|
|This guy came swimming by. Don't worry, he's quite small|
|Denise named him Gumbo after he woke us up in the middle of the night. Bet he would taste good in one.|
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