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I went partying for the first time last night. This is the first time I’ve seen bora at night. And stepping out onto the dock already made the whole soirée worth it. Mt. Otematu looks even more imposing at night, silhouetted against the starry sky, with a thin cloud hanging onto its peaks. I thought the lagoon was calm during the day, but at night it feels like the whole earth’s stopped moving. There’s not a sound. No waves, no fish, no people, no engine hums, no TV sounds- nothing.

The other’s arrived and we got on the boat. Another great experience- watching the lights of the hotel get smaller as we made our way to the island. I went out with my Stanley and heimata- both cooks, a waitress and my 2 roommates.

We arrived to the main island and got into stanley’s huge pickup. Riding in the open air staring at the full moon and the shoreline dotted with lights is really a great feeling. Time stops, you forget everything, you’re just along for the ride. We stopped at a warehouse by the waterside where the others went to watch boxing, the rest of us sat in the pickup and had a few drinks.

At around 1:30 we went to le récif- the island’s only nightclub. And it really is a club a-la-bora. It reminded me a bit of apocalypse mixed with phuc tan.



So we danced there for a while, and the music was way better than that stuff they play in swissland. Then when that closed we drove on to le ‘deps’ a big car park on the other side of the island. We get there and there’s about a hundred people gathered around two cars which were hooked up to massive speakers. I swear, those things were bigger than the cars themselves. Anyways, they blared their music, competing to be the loudest, and we danced into the sunrise.