Back at the cabin, the air conditioning engineer called in (it had been reported by our cabin steward) and is now working – rather too well!
A slight relapse on the sleeping patterns and shoulder pain. Ho hum. It will give Nina, our acupuncturist something to work on... We had set the alarm for 7am but woke before that to the usual extra noises signifying a port arrival.
The contrast between the displayed food here and that in Nice couldn’t have been more marked. How much of that is due to the relative wealth of the South of France is difficult to ascertain. The harbour-side in Papeete is welcoming and modern, but the town itself is rather tatty and doesn’t have the appeal of the stops in central America for example. Graffiti blight’s the area, which once again, is rather sad.