Instead

I didn't make it to Moorea (another reason to come back). The bad weather, especially the strong wind closed the airport there.

Instead, I flew to Tahiti, where I was supposed to come anyway on Friday. I'm spending 5 days in Papeete, the ugly capital of French Polynesia. It's so chaotic that it seems bigger and dirtier than how it is in reality. I have spent some time walking around it, and haven't seen any nice corner, not even a nice building. The nicest thing I could say is that the views towards the mountains are fantastic and, sometimes, dusk over Moorea is truly beautiful -notwithstanding the ugly buildings, the cranes and the commercial port in the frame. 

Papeete feels much more French than Bora Bora or Huahine, which is not so bad: food is good, coffee albeit a tad too weak, is good too. There are bars. 

I arrived Wednesday night, without a hotel reservation. I made my way to the small place I had booked from Friday and was lucky enough to get a room there -it's nice to sleep in the same room for 5 nights in a row (it'll be the same in Rapa Nui).

I have already been out in the water catching waves and spent two evenings at the Heiva festival in Tahiti, the big one. Lots of shaking and swaying -and several changes of costume. I'm becoming an expert.

I'm getting a car over the weekend to tour the island.