As I take my plane towards Los Angeles where I stop over in, I turn over one of the most beautiful leaf of my round-the-world trip which will have lasted almost 2 months from Fiji to Vanuatu and Hawaii. An entirely blue leaf smudged with a cluster of intoxicating ink stains like all these islands, archipelagos and atolls of the Pacific Ocean. But, unlike the blackish medallions which splashed over my leaf, these bits of lands have their history, their people, their traditions often blending exhilaration and laid-back atmosphere. Before leaving for my long trip, all these islands seemed unreachable and hard to pinpoint on a map, my view evolved and I filled up my pouch of memories for a whole life. From now on, I change scenery as I land in the tumultuous city of Cancun where I meet again Armelle after eleven weeks of separation.
During the 70's, property developers and government were seeking a place on the Caribbean coast to create the counterpart of Acapulco (seaside town on the Pacific). They set their heart on a long strip of white sand, they built roads and infrastructures, buried pipes to bring drinkable water and established Cancun. Today, despite the regular cyclones causing terrible damages, the touristic success is considerable and widely goes beyond the of-that-time property developers' forecasts. The disfigured coastline by the hideous concrete-made parallelepipeds doesn't take away the main thing in any way : a plaster-like sand watered by a turquoise-blue water.
Since we arrived, the Mexicans are really nice and very far from the caricature of the nasty Latino who haunts the Hollywood movies. However, despite the hospitality of the people, a seaside resort remains a seaside resort. That's fortunately possible to escape these horrible palaces by taking a shuttle which drops us off on the soothing isla mujeres, half an hour from mainland. On the spot, the ambiance is relaxed and to be in fashion, we must drive a golf cart. No risk to exceed the speed limit but we drive at a pleasing pace to discover all the corners of the island. At the south point, dinosaur-like iguanas warm themselves up on the sun-kissed stones. Down below, this turquoise, which printed into our retinas, invites to swim. Not the last bath for sure into an about 28°C water.
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Tuesday 11 November 2008
Into the turquoise blue waters of the Caribbean Sea
By dorian on Tuesday 11 November 2008, 13:39 - RTW2-Mexico
Wednesday 5 November 2008
turtles and green sand
By dorian on Wednesday 5 November 2008, 17:28 - RTW2-Hawaii
Big Island brings its lot of surprises. On the south coast, we make a detour to stroke the black sand of the Panu'ulu beach. But today, peaceful denizens besieged the place, 4 green turtles lounge. An intimate moment and a noticeable chance to see them so close after observing them underwater many times. With a terrible effort, contrasting with their graceful swimming, they heave themselves up onto the beach. The bottom of their shell and their feet leave a furrow into the dark sand. Exhausted, they let their heavy head freely go to one side and don't pay attention at the onlookers who came to marvel at.
I don't want to leave any longer but Cho and Hé would like to discover the south point of the island which is also the southernmost tip of the USA. After several pictures, we park our Jeep and walk eastwards. Three quarters of an hour to get to a beach. But why walking such a time to see a strip of sand while magnificent crescents scatter all around the island ? Because this beach is special, made of olivine crystals for most of it. And far from the common colours of a common beach, here, the sand is... green! I collect a handful of this precious blend and make the particles shimmer in the sun and no doubt, it's really green! However, the state forbids the sand-collectors to draw this precious jewel, it will cost a 500$ fine. We spread out our towels on this greenish ground and carry on perplexedly watching at this weird sand.
Friday 24 October 2008
Aloha from Hawaii
By dorian on Friday 24 October 2008, 19:34 - RTW2-Hawaii
Visiting Hawaii, it's a little bit like achieving a dream. This archipelago of the Pacific Ocean brings back so many things which engraved my subconscious that going there stroke like an obviousness. Surfing, walking on a desert beach of the Pacific or marveling in front of a volcano are some activities I never enjoyed before this long trip and for which a certain attraction emerged. Premeditation, subconscious desire or undisclosed intentions, Hawaii gathers all of that and even a little bit more.
At the Honolulu airport, I wait for some long minutes in front of the carousel looking for my rucksack which won't come. It remained in Fiji where I was in transit for several hours. Nothing really serious, I will find it 2 days later in a perfect condition. I go through the customs and go out the arrival hall. I immediately make out my Thai friend Cho who settled here 5 years ago and I haven't meet since then. We attempt to sum up the past time in a few sentences and we leave for building new memories by visiting the east coast of the Oahu island. The road goes along the indented coastline where convenient car parks allow us to stop and enjoy the view. Some magnificent sand crescents soften the disjointed outlines of the coast. Among the discoveries of the island, we stop at two of the most beautiful beaches: Lanikai and Kailua.
The next day, the working week starts again for Cho and I'm going to appreciate a tasty cocktail made of solo discoveries during the day and guided visits in the end of the afternoon and in the evening. I get to the Waikiki mythical beach where a flock of holidaymakers contemplate the surfers who glide on the long breaking waves. Waikiki doesn't come down to a mere strip of sand where each one defends his square meter of towel at high cost, it's a district of Honolulu which concentrates the main part of the tourist life. Restaurants, hotels, souvenirs stalls and surf shops succeed one another in chaotic order. A pedestrian promenade runs alongside the ocean and goes by the Duke Kahanamoku's statue, local legend who was Olympic champion in swimming at the beginning of the century before traveling the world to introduce the surfing to the West. I rent a surf board to carry on my slow increase started in Bali. As on the beach, there are lines in the foam to take the good wave.
The bus network is really convenient since with only 2$, we can go wherever we want on the island. I'm heading for Sunset beach located on the North Shore, 2h away from Honolulu. This beach welcome a round of the surfing world cup every year. To be more precise, the place is called Banzaï Pipeline and stands in the middle of Sunset beach. When the winter comes, that's here the size of the waves are the most important. Colossal rollers that intrepid surfers take. I wisely stay sitting on the beach, aware that I'm still far from the level. And when the evening arrives, I meet again my friend with the same pleasure, he brings me to restaurants far from the tourists and we share some good time of the life and memorable laughters. This week ran far too fast and I already leave for another island, Kauai where I have an appointment with a legendary trek, the Kalalau trail. As for Cho, we'll see on Big Island we'll visit together.
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