The pace slowed way down, and we all adjusted accordingly.
The sunsets were absolutely amazing, as were the sunrises. I made sure I got up
every day to enjoy these special gifts. Usually this meant getting up at 4
am.
The beach house had kayaks, and we all brought snorkeling
gear. Everyone was just soaking up the sun. We wandered in to town to catch
fresh fruit from the market; we never figured out how the hours operated in
town. It seemed like everyone was up early (most of the men left on fishing
boats for the days, and everyone was up to see them off). The rest of the time was baguette time… which
meant that people timed their walk to town on what time fresh bread would be
ready at the store.
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Selecting the right baguette is a very important thing... villagers spend time with this process... |
The residences here
have bread boxes on their porches to have baguette delivered twice a day (the
mail is not delivered to the doorsteps though… they go to the post office to
get that).
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Baguette box |
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Baguette time... |
We quickly adapted and timed our walk to town accordingly. The walk
was a dirt path that ran along the water… maybe 2 blocks long.
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The gang walking to town along the beach trail. |
There are a lot of open-type markets and food trucks… and the
tropical fruit is amazing; pineapples, papaya, mangos, vanilla, lychee,
coconuts, watermelons, cantaloupes, grapes, and bananas.
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Fresh fruit every morning... |
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Fresh eggs |
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Pineapples |
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Bananas and avocados |
All the animals run
freely here, which means that dogs are everywhere (and usually pregnant or
nursing), cats are king, and the roosters/hens are always on the side of the
roads. We all saw cows enjoying the sunshine. The dogs all look like they are
the same one or two breeds. The people are very friendly and are always smiling
and waving. The neighbors are always giggling like school children. It is a
very pleasant place.
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The town of Huahine |
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Most folks pedaled bikes |
We learned early on that the boys could not be trusted with
butter. Like in France, the dairy is amazing… and so are the dairy products.
Whenever we go out to eat, along with the baguette you get these big chunks of
the creamiest butter…. it disappears quickly.
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