I woke up very early, before the Sun began to burn. I could only see its first beams when it was rising above the mountains surrounding ‘my’ bay – it was such a beautiful view... a sleepy orange sky above the green tops ofmountains still covered with clouds. I could hear chickens (!); on the corner of the street I could see bakeries with fresh and hot French bread... such things make you feel alive. The night was charming, too: it was almost full moon, I couldn't even count the stars, I slept outside and small waves rocked me to sleep... 

now, I'm writing to you from a flat of a local doctor – I'm his guest and, accepting his offer, I've come here to do my laundry :) The hospitality of people living on the Marquesas Islands is great  – he offered me to stay here while he's out, use the Internet, make myself some coffee, and all that in the accompaniment of the music of a grand piano. It's wonderfully relaxing. I'm looking at the ocean, I can smell flowers, it's so beautiful here, it's so green...

In the afternoon, after pouring water from bottles into the tank, I'm going to the other side of the island to get some drinking water. Water in the bay where I've stopped can't be drank because it floats down from the rivers and wild animals use it, but there is mountain water from other places and it tastes good. 
Later, I will get some fuel and start preparing to set off. The time of hurricanes on the north Pacific is coming to an end, so it's time I started preparations for my farther journey, the last leg of the cruise! Am I happy? - I don't know, I even don't want to realise that it's the end. Surely, I feel a grain of sadness, although I know that the end of one thing is the beginning of something new... I don't know what I'll feel when I throw the mooring rope ashore. For me, the cruise hasn't finished yet. I'm really looking forward to being on the sea again.