Ioarana i te fenua,

 

BBBBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhAAAAAAA is the sounds made by a whale according to my niece.

it's been practically two weeks i've been lounging in tahiti. it involved eating at least three meals a day, sleeping on clean sheets and wearing a pair of boardshorts, hanging out with la familia, doing the 600square meter jungle garden every day, hacking through heavy-metal weedgrass.

bike-wise, there is the tahitian championship of mountain bike downhill at the moment, i missed the last round because i was sleeping. kids here are pretty loose down here, literally they ride with bikes with all the bolts half tighten. the riding is somehow getting better but limited in terms of equipment, we do have a few bike shops like pacific cycles that has heaps of parts from your beach cruiser to your top of the line downhill bike from specialized. the shop is frecking ghetto but what isn't in town really. the parts there are frecking cheap too, cheaper than in the states, it's freaky to imagine how do they get them _i understand why cargo boats go missing in the pacific ocean now..._

 

there are a few dirt jumps being built around the island at the moment and they are starting to look pretty neat (no photos at the moment as the digital camera is too heavy to fit anywhere on my halfnaked body).

 

i tell you it's good to be out of the cold, even though it took two days of getting used to the heat by having headaches and sweating profusely all over the place.

it's summer holidays down here so all the rat kids are out and about to try and pick up the amazing, flabbergasting, gorgeous, fabulous, bitchy, childish girls around (from what i've seen with average succes rate)

 

everything is pretty hardcore cliché everywhere and it feels good. luckily, the tectonic dance is somehow dead thanks gosh!

 

all in all it's time for me to go eat some raw tuna mxed with lemon juice and coconut milk