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It was just coming up to 14th July and the Heiva, a
festival of dance and song was on in the main village of Patio |
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All the buildings around the dance floor had been
newly thatched
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Draped from head to toe in white robes, this group of
singers wasn't quite what we expected but the harmonies were great
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This was more like it - dancers in grass skirts but of
course they are moving too fast for my poor camera
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This lad seems to have forgotten his trews
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A band consisting entirely of percussion apart from a
solitary ukulele - think about that, Aurora
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or a guitar-wielding shrubbery
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More rain the next night but with our water-catching
tarp rigged we filled our tanks up again
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Brio having a bit of a problem getting the anchor up
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There's yer problem
mate!
A large lump of coral jammed in the anchor |
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after the calm of Tahaa, we're now going to brave the
holiday resort of
BORA BORA |
