Hello from Bora Bora. Wish you were here. I don't want to go home. It is hot, hot, hot and beautiful!
Bora
Bora is a little jewel of an island set within a wide barrier reef
through which there is only one pass, Te Ava Nui. Like others of the
Leeward Islands, Bora Bora is the eroded cone of an extinct and
extensive volcano.
The eastern part of the island is dominated by the
spectaclar basaltic mountain named Otemanu, meaning the sea of birds,
while the isles of Toopua and Toopua-iti are the remnants of the western
rim. The ancient Polynesians called this island Porapora or first born
believing that it was the first island to rise after Havai'i
Captain James Cook was the first western to sight Bora Bora
in 1769. The London Missionary Society arrived in 1820 and most of the
islanders converted to Protestant. The missionaries staunchly supported
local rule and enacted codes to keep Bora Bora out of the treaties
signed between Pomare V and the French who did not annex the island
until 1888.
During World War II 5,000 American troops were dispatched
to the island to establish supply base for the materials enroute to the
Solomon
Islands. During that time they built a wharf at Farepiti and the airstrip on Motu Mute.
Each of us did our own thing for the 2 days, scuba diving,
swimming on a private beach, safari's, 4 wheel drive tours, snorkeling
with sharks and sting rays just to name a few.
Dining on the ship is exquisite, the food, the company and the ambiance. I'm sure going to miss dining outdoors.
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