Fatu Hiva

Again, it made schwupps and the day is over. Fatu Hiva is one if the most remote island with only a couple of hundred people living there. Today was the 10miles walk from one village to the other going up until 600m and down again the sealevel. I didn't feel well at all having a cold and no voice. It was the same thing I had on christmas when I was on nightshifts. At least I could stay quiet this time. Manu was very happy, telling everyone that his holiday finally started with me shutting up 😊.
So of course my head didn't want me to cancel the walk so I started and felt worse. After half an hour I was ok and could enjoy it a lot. We had some heavy rain with brown streams coming down the road and being completely soaked. It wasn't cold at all, just very very wet. On the top and in the middle of the walk some of the crew prepared a picnic, it was a bit like being at Subway or it was how I imagine it since I haven't been there yet. After some delicious sandwich, cake, fruit and coffee we continued the walk down to the little village, which lays dans la bay des virgines, one of the most beautiful bays in the world. The one who didn't walk came to this bay with the Aranui and we met them again in the village. Two girls were selling shells and some jewelry. I bought some shells and sat down with them and started to chat. Noella is 10 and Suzanne 11, both living on the island, having 3 respectively 4 brothers and sisters. They asked me all kind of questions, for example how kids were made. So I explained some and told them that they can say no. I think that's very important because it seems that no one was explaining them anything. They wanted me to stay there and wait for the next Aranui to pick me up again. They were very surprised about me not being married yet. Noella told me I should just be a bit patient. So funny, a ten year old telling you that. They were great, as all kids are, I wish I could have stayed longer.Meer informatie