Day 22 - Papeete, Tahiti with the sniffles

 

The channel is barely wider than the ship

We're going to park at the pier in the lower left

I forgot to mention that last night Dennis, Ilene and I all had the lamb chops for dinner; they were thoroughly crusted with whole sesame seeds and we all agreed that while the lamb was delicious, the sesame seed coating was just weird.

We had a slow morning this morning, starting with our arrival at the dock in Papeete, Tahiti. Unlike many places we’ve cruised, the dock is right in the thick of things, which is nice. Dave went and did his morning walk & breakfast while I did Tai Chi & breakfast in that order, which always means running into Jorge at the yogurt bar also (still walnuts, still no prunes).  Dave went out for a walk on the waterfront, but I am still having a cold and just wasn’t up for it. So I stayed on the couch and read, which is not a bad way to spend the morning. Dave got back and took a quick shower to remove the easy to apply but not reef safe sunscreen, and then we both started the process of applying the harder to apply but reef-safe sunscreen and getting ready for our tour. The timing felt a little tight between when the Lido opened (11:30) and when we needed to meet on the Pier (12:15) but it turned out to be fine.

The catamaran was actually docked on the other side of our pier, so we walked down to the bow end of the pier, waited with our group, and then walked back up. The catamaran was rated for 27 people but only had 20 guests and 3 crew, so it didn’t feel cramped. And they had fresh fruit and fruit juice on board, always nice. And the weather was partly sunny and noticeably warmer, also nice. We zipped out past the reef through the same passage the ship came through, and had a super fun time surfing the waves. Because of the double hull, catamarans still get the front to back roll, but are more stable side to side. I was out on the netting in the sun the whole time, of course, and only missed getting sun cream on one small spot on the back of my right leg. We saw a pod of spinner dolphins (they really do spin when they jump) and 2 distant whales, which I think might have pilot whales or fin whales as they didn’t seem to have any of the behaviors we associate with humpbacks. Of course these are upside down all the time, so maybe they behave differently.

We cruised along for quite a while on the ocean side of the reef. The side of the island we were cruising along (heading in the direction of Moorea, pronounced Mo’orea, our next destination) is entirely developed, and I wondered what lagoon we were going to snorkel in. Eventually we went back through another break in the reef (clearly marked with buoys) and headed back in the direction we’d come from, but this time close to shore.

Digression: At home, the red buoy should be on your right as you enter the harbor – Red Right Return, as Lynn always says. Here in French Polynesia (and quite a few other places, not all on this side of the equator) they are backwards, so just like you need to know which side of the road to drive on you need to know which side your buoy colors are on.

We followed the buoy marked channel about halfway back to the ship, then dropped anchor in amongst quite a few boats that were moored out by the channel. They put down the ladder, gave us masks, snorkels, and fins, and told us if we wanted to see fish we should swim towards the reef, which was easy to see in the crystal clear water. There was a strong onshore current, so the fins came in handy to get out to the reef. There were probably no more than 12-15 of us in the water in this big open space, and it was pretty terrific. New things: I saw a pufferfish and some giant sea cucumbers, and Dave saw several angel fish. No sharks or rays, which was just as well as far as I was concerned.

We swam around for about an hour, then got back on the boat and headed toward the ship. It was warm and sunny enough when we got out that it was comfortable toweling off and going back out to the netting. The whole time we were snorkeling ships were coming and going overhead from Papeete airport, and on the way in we had to wait for some airport traffic to clear before we could continue – our ship’s tall masts would have been in the flight path.

We got back in time to do our cleanup and have a little balcony time before dinner, including seeing Dennis and Louise as they boarded the sunset sail. That’s the one we swapped for this afternoon’s, and I’m curious how they liked it. 

Dinner was very quiet and very fast with just the two of us at the table. We were tired from all that swimming against the current and happy just to sit and watch the dining room. Afterwards we went out to sit on our balcony, where we could hear live music from the restaurant across the way, and watch the sunset sail come back from their cruise. We’d forgotten to get a picture of our catamaran, but fortunately it was parked across the water.

Then it was time to head over to the world stage to get our seats for the local Tahitian show. Tahitian dance, as I think I mentioned when we started learning our song in hula/ori class, is much more rhythm based, as well as having more side to side hips (for the women) and in-and-out knees (for the men) and also an anterior pelvic tilt. The show was a lot of very energetic young people doing things my hips and knees can only dream of, in a variety of costumes. There wasn’t much explanation of what was going on, and so it got a bit repetitive. Unlike the hula we’ve seen, there wasn’t a lot of variation in the speed and type of moves, which may be a real distinction or just might be what this troupe likes to do. At one point they had a dance initiation, where they went out into the audience and brought people on stage with them to dance (this is why we sit in the balcony). Horrified HAL staffers immediately shooed them off the stage – apparently there’s a no guests on stage policy. After the show you could go have your picture taken with the dancers. We decided we’d rather go back to our room and finish our evening on our balcony overlooking the town and listening to the music from across the way.

Cruise note: it’s in the upper 70s and very, very humid on our balcony. Two weeks of cruising in the tropics has made it completely bearable.

Can you see me waving?

Day 21 Bora Bora

Another morning, another beautiful island. Bora Bora is another tender port, famous for its grass bungalows suspended out over the water. You’ll have to google them as we forgot to take pictures. While you’re there google their beautiful mountain, the top of which played peek-a-boo with the clouds all day. Here’s something I don’t think you can google – apparently there are companies that will print you out a map of exactly the route your cruise ship took, and what I wonder (and Kondratiuk might have wondered as well) is if our map would show the detour we took around the atoll of Tūpai

We had an early shore excursion, so we had a quick breakfast in the Lido (STILL no prunes; walnuts at the oatmeal station only) and then went back to our cabin for the still icky process of goobie-ing up. It’s very water resistant and although we scrub with washcloths I’m pretty sure I’m building up layers, like the bark on a perfectly cooked Texas brisket. There was a little time left over in which I read the NY Times daily newsletter for the first time since we left Oregon. As we used to say in Michigan, Go Blue.

After the usual wait in the World Stage our shore excursion was called, so we trooped down to A deck and boarded our tender. At the pier we were directed onto a larger flat bottom boat, and we headed out towards our first stop to swim with Sharks and Rays.  I wasn’t thrilled with the location – there was very little to look at in the water and there were 5 or 6 boats there so it was crowded – but you can’t say we didn’t get to swim with both sharks (nurse) and rays (sting). A large ray swam right under me right off the boat, and at one point I’d stood up to adjust my mask and when I pushed off I practically ran into a pack of four sharks. I’m not sure why the animals stick around where there are so many humans, given how often humans are there and how often one assumes they get fed. It’s cool, anyway.

It’s still the rainy season here – that hasn’t changed since yesterday – so it’s only in the upper 70s, which is chilly when you’re wet on a boat with a stiff breeze. Dave wrapped his towel around me which helped a little. Our next stop had much better corals, more colorful but not as diverse as the aquarium garden at Rangiroa. There were stronger currents at this stop – at one point I looked up and had drifted further from the boat than I’d intended, and had to work a little to get back. Unlike at sharks and rays, I was not ready to be done when they called us in.

The boat ride back was long and chilly even though we changed into dry shirts, but they were singing and playing ukes and drums on the way back which made it very fun. In town we stopped at the an ATM and got 9000 PFR (Polynesian francs), worth about $90, for tipping and also to buy some souvenirs for some nieces. Hopefully they won’t mind them being a little pre-worn as I plan on wearing them to dinner often.

We tendered back to the ship on our lifeboat, lucky 13, to change into dry shorts and head up to the lido for lunch. Then we went down to lower promenade to go for Dave’s daily walk of about 2 miles. We had to detour a couple of times because they were rehousing the tenders on the port side. Then it was time to go back to the cabin for the cleanup process, which as always took much more time than we think it will. I blogged during Dave’s afternoon beer and then it was nap time and then it was dinner. Tonight is Casino Royale night, whatever that means, but what it apparently doesn’t mean is dressing up, even though we did anyway. We had a good time at dinner checking on on each other’s days.

We got to the World Stage early so we could get good seats for Anita Newby’s second show. It was about movie songs, which we don’t know much about, but it was still very enjoyable. All of the entertainers we picked up in Hawai’i are going home tomorrow and we’ll pick up a new batch for the long trip home. Not that anyone wants to think about that. After Anita’s show we checked out the Casino Royale night in the mix bar; it was very crowded and noisy and not our thing, so we gleefully headed back to our cabin for some reading with a stop for me at the lido for our nighttime tea. 

Day 20 – Rain in Uturoa, Raiatea

Huahine to Raiatea, more or less. The light blue is reef.

We got up very early (5:15) for our arrival. We took a long circuitous to get from Huahine to Uturoa because the barrier reef only has one opening for a ship as big as the beautiful Zaandam, and it’s on the completely other side of the island. It’s quite a feat of steering – the space between the reef and the island is quite narrow in a lot of places. I stayed in bed and watched most of the arrival from the bow cam feed on our TV while Dave watched from 6 forward. 

Eventually I wondered if you could see any depth information on deck 7 where you can see the docking parts of the bridge, so I went out to see and met Dave on his way in. It turns out you can’t see any depth information, but I did run into Bev and Dennis, buddies from Tai Chi (and Hula for Dennis). Uturao has a much larger population than our last two ports, and we were able to dock at a pier right in the edge of the city, which is about 2 blocks long. Once we were docked Dave and I went to breakfast together. Still no prunes, but plenty of walnuts right next to the yogurt.

We had an early shore excursion to go kayaking up the Faaroa river, the only navigable in French Polynesia. We had two vans worth of people, and our guide Vivian was knowledge and funny. He was born in France but has lived in Tahiti since he was a teenager. Unfortunately when we got to the river it had been raining and both the river and the bay it empties into were completely brown and silty from run off. Vivian took us up to the top of the river where we would have paddled up to and it was just a roiling mess – definitely not a safe ride. On the way back to the ship Vivian kept pointing out things like the tallest mountain on the island or the other islands that are nearby, but it was raining so none of it was actually visible.

So we came back to the ship and dropped off our bags and went out and walked around. There was a big market with fruits & veggies downstairs and handicrafts upstairs, and some touristy shops. But there were also shops where locals would go to buy regular stuff, including a Carrefour which has a grocery store and also appliances both small and large and most importantly LU Paille d’or aux fraises, almost exactly like the framboises ones of my childhood that I have never seen anywhere else, and believe me I have looked everywhere. I bought a box and ate one of the 4 sealed packages. Canton, one packet is for you.

We got back and had some lunch, then I got cleaned up. Dave went to the gym and then got cleaned up. Getting this sunscreen off is a lot of work. I was starting to feel like I was catching Dave’s cold, so I took a huge nap and read all afternoon.

We had Mel, the guest services manager, with us for dinner. We’d seen her in the Coffee Chat so knew most of her HAL origin story, but she held up her part of the conversation and we had a nice time. Mikey left early for trivia, of course, and Dave and Ilene were going to try to the concert with Elliott Finkel and Adi the cellist from the Vivace trio (not to be confused with Adi our dining room steward) in the explorer’s lounge but it was standing room only, so we went back to the room for some reading.Dave went to the second show of Elliott & Adi, in which Elliott was the accompanist, much to Adi's delight. I stayed in the room & read.

Our route to our next stop, Bora Bora, is only about 90 nautical miles, but according to the captain we’re going to a longer route of about 130 NM so we can use the stabilizers for a smoother ride – wind will be force 6 with 3M swells, the best we’ve had so far this trip.

Day 19 - Huahine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We got to have a pretty slow morning. I started off with TBP BB 6 up in the gym, then breakfast (no walnuts or prunes). Two different people said “Hi dancer!” as I walked by, which was fun. Then Tai Chi, where we’ve gotten into a section that Jorge is less familiar with and it’s a little rough going. We don’t learn new moves on port days, so we have plenty of time to get proficient.

After that we went to 6-forward to watch the sail in to Huahine, which is easily the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen in my life. None of the pictures nor my description will give you the breathtaking glory of this place. It’s much younger than Rangiroa so it still has the steep volcanic mountains, and it’s so green and lush it looks completely fake.  

Once we were anchored I went up to the Lido to put together a snack plate for later. The views out the windows were spectacular! Our tour is in the early afternoon, so we set up dinner in the Canaletto specialty dining restaurant to not have to rush to our early seating dinner. I knew we’d be a little peckish and didn’t want either of us to get sensitive. It was still breakfast in the Lido. There were walnuts. Then we went on a quest for bottled water, because the islands are very fussy about what can come off the ship (with good reason). We found them in the World Stage.

Usually the dining room is closed on port days, but today they had it open with a stripped down menu – potato soup, fish’n’chips or chicken caeser salad, cherry cheesecake. We were in and out in 25 minutes which was excellent, and then went and put on the icky sunscreen (ick! ick!) and hung out in our room looking out at the beautiful mountains until it was time to go.

Another tender port; our excursion guide (a very nice French woman who has been in Polynesia for 15 years) said that it’s very rare for ships as big as ours to stop here. They only have 1 tender dock and no mass transit to the one town, so Dario kept recommending that if you didn’t have a shore excursion or shuttle ticket you stay on the ship. Because it is hot here, and it’s a considerable walk to town. Because we’re 4 star mariners we have priority tender privileges; basically that means that instead of having to wait with the riff-raff in the Ocean Bar we go to the Wajang Theatre where they verify our starredness and hand us two tender tickets for immediate boarding. We walked to the tender loading place and got on the tender at which point it left almost immediately even though it wasn’t full. I don’t think the immediate departure had anything to do with our extreme starriness but it’s fun to pretend.

Because of all this efficiency we were a half hour early for check in. They had an open-air bus that we could sit in to wait, but we walked around a bit. It’s kind of a residential area and everybody had mangoes and coconuts lying around under their trees, just like we have cherries and apples in our neighborhood. Eventually our bus came – they’re big truck boxes with long wooden benches inside – and everybody got out of the bus they’d been waiting in and onto the identical but apparently more correct vehicle. Our excursion was to the Marea, the ruins of temples of the pre-Christian population. They are interesting and our guide was very knowledgeable. We walked up a hill to see the ruins of the ruler’s land and it was a nice little hike up a hill. The most interesting thing we found out is that Huahine is the only Polynesian island that was matriarchal – they had Queens as rulers. We also went to see ancient fish traps and the blue-eyed eels.

We got back to the dock at 4:30 and jumped on a tender, so we were back on the ship at 4:45. We ate our snacks and got showered (the icky mineral sunscreen is hard to get off!) in time to go out and watch the sail away from 6 forward and then go aft for the sunset, which was clouded out. Because it was a port day, Coffee with Dario was Cocktails with Dario at 6:30, and today’s guest was the singer Anita Newby. She was very funny and interesting and we’re looking forward to her next show.

Our dinner at the Canaletto exceeded expectations; the service was very fast and the food was very good, especially my seabass with ratatouille. 

The tourboats are coming! The tourboats are coming!

Sail Away on 6-Forward

 

Our Guide and some guide-ees

A fish trap, used during the time of the queens

Goodbye Huahine