This was our last stop in the Marquesas, we were the only boat in the anchorage and as usual the villagers off loaded their excess bannanas. Everyone rows in the islands, probably because it is the only way to get round to the other villages, so where ever you go when work is finished everyone does the Hawaii 5 0 bit.This was the village where I was 'advised' that the tap I was washing my hair and feet under was the village drinking water.
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