(Atoll East Side, Raroia, Tuamotus, French Polynesia)
A day full of random chores rounded out into the most epic dance party’s Oceanna has ever seen. Yep the day may have been riddled with a broken pressure switch on the salt water pump, a trashed cockpit from last night’s coconut crab beach bonfire, and dinghy chaps in need of a hem; but that’s nothing a new switch, a little elbow grease, and the 1952 Singer can’t handle.
With everything straight and away we rounded up the gang for one last night in our storm hole anchorage. On the evenings docket we had the fan favourite hookah, tonight’s flavour of choice mango-mint; also Megan had brought her beading supplies for a creative sojourn into bracelet making; and finally, the ladies seized control of DJ rights ensuring our spot lit dance party had the appropriate soundtrack to go with it. All the girls were there Beyonce, Brandy and Monica. As for our dance moves? They were too extraordinary to be captured on film.