“Survived” Marquesas

1/16 & 1/17

The 16th was a sea day again. Bobbi went to crafts again. This time she made something really good. A picture frame. What she actually did was cover a piece of all ready cut out card board with cloth. I was really under whelmed. However it did fit in the bag she made the other day. They can both be thrown out together that way.

She couldn’t paint her flowers because the instructor screwed up the paints. I was heart broken.

Today, the 17th, we arrived at Nuku Hiva. ( Noo Koo He Va) We got up about 5:30 AM to watch us pull into the harbor. There is little habitation on this island. It is absolutely beautiful. The harbor is a horseshoe shaped huge crater where the sea side has been blown out. All around are high, very sharp pointed volcanic peaks and ridges. Everything is covered in extreme green. Beaches line the harbor but the sand is a dark dirty looking brown color. It is all clean but that is the color of the land.

There are no tours or anywhere to go on this island. We tendered ashore and got on the free bus. It took us about a block where we stopped to get off and see all the junk that was for sale. Most of the locals are Polynesian and of the Mori tribes. This is French Polynesia and besides their native tongue most speak French and very little English if any. There were a few stands with some very nice wood carvings but nothing really to buy. They did have some really nice leis made of stones that we might have bought but they gave them to us as we departed the tender to shore.

We got back in the bus to go to the old church, 1826. It was about 3 blocks. Some said there were very nice paintings inside. We then boarded the bus back to the dock and back to the ship. Good thing. It was time for lunch and Bobbi was starting to get really kevetchy.

That’s it for these last two days.

Nuku Sherm Out.

(Posted on behalf of Sherman Rootberg)