Hiva Oa: middle of Pacific Ocean
this is my FORWARD MEMORY
(thank you, Christian, for coining that word)
Five remote islands I have never visited and will visit …tomorrow
(thank you, Rolf, for the book)
I will fill this post’s space with POST MEMORIES with time. If higher forces in the air allow me. 4 flights one way, 5 flights return!
Merry Christmas.
ongoing ISLAND MEMORIES…
So I’ve landed safely on the 11 December.
2 days after Hiva Oa, we night-sailed to another island, Ua Huka, where a special Marquesas Festival happens every 2. year. All the 6 Marquesas Islands gather, speak, food-celebrate and dance.
The men were bringing and “blessing” the food. That’s how the traditional way of cooking was in Marquesas: they dig a pit in the ground, set the hole on fire, cover with stones, put food on stones (like fire-baked bananas or wild pig), cover food tight with leaves and wait for (half) a day for it to cook.
It tasted intense! Within 1,5 hour I experienced more new tastes on my lips than for the entire last year:
wild pig with garlic coco milk
taro
sweet red grapefruit
manioka
raw tuna straight from the ocean
🐗 in salt-water
salted horse meat (they have wild 🐎 on the island)
fermented 🥥 paste
raw 🦀 (has been served and didn’t know how to eat it. One local woman with looong nails showed me how to squeeze and suck the meat out of hard shell)
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