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After over two months of crowds and ruins and celebrations and lots and lots of people, the natural beauty and more relaxed atmosphere of Tahiti was a pleasant change. It was impossible to get stressed here when you could look out the window at any time and just see a tropical paradise. Xodiac was sure the place had its problems, just like anywhere. But he wasn't about to look for them.
There were no ruins to visit, and the most significant monument was in commemoration of nuclear bomb tests. It was mostly local history, some museums, and some particularly nice natural sites. And lots of swimming. Side tours for snorkeling or diving or surfing lessons were available to those who were interested.
Xodiac wasn't. His wings made him a rather poor swimmer. But he liked the beach, and was perfectly willing to enjoy the water so long as he could still touch the bottom. He did plenty of flying in the sun, and it was glorious.
He was surprised when Eileen informed them that there was going to be a Local Experience that night. The local culture seemed mostly to be very laid back, and they'd already been doing plenty of that.
"True, and I certainly hope you've been having fun," the collie told them when someone pointed that out, drawing murmurs of assurances that they have, indeed, been enjoying themselves there. "Good! Now, tonight we're going to a luau!"
"Isn't that a Hawaiian thing?" one lady asked.
"It's a Polynesian thing," Eileen said. "Most famous in Hawaii, yes, but it's a part of culture throughout the south Pacific." Xodiac wasn't too sure about that, but he didn't care a whole lot. Why raise a fuss?
The luau was as good as he expected. There were fire twirlers and hula dancers, and a whole lot of drumming. Good food served buffet-style rounded out the evening, and several attendees' bellies. Everyone was in a good mood.
Then the puma that led the ceremonies announced that some tourists would be brought on stage as part of the next act. Xodiac quickly realized that employees were singling out people from his tour group. This, then, must be the "experience" part, he thought as a lovely avian escorted him backstage.
There, the evening took a definite turn for the worse. They gave him, along with the women of the tour group, a crash course in hula dancing. It was mostly poses for the arms and instructions where to stand and when. Then they gave them each a grass skirt and one of the floral-patterned tops that the dancers wore on stage and let them out to join the luau.
Whoever thought this was a good idea, he decided, needed to live the rest of their life at the bottom of a ten-foot-deep hole. Maybe twenty. Filled with water. And piranha.
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After over two months of crowds and ruins and celebrations and lots and lots of people, the natural beauty and more relaxed atmosphere of Tahiti was a pleasant change. It was impossible to get stressed here when you could look out the window at any time and just see a tropical paradise. Xodiac was sure the place had its problems, just like anywhere. But he wasn't about to look for them.
There were no ruins to visit, and the most significant monument was in commemoration of nuclear bomb tests. It was mostly local history, some museums, and some particularly nice natural sites. And lots of swimming. Side tours for snorkeling or diving or surfing lessons were available to those who were interested.
Xodiac wasn't. His wings made him a rather poor swimmer. But he liked the beach, and was perfectly willing to enjoy the water so long as he could still touch the bottom. He did plenty of flying in the sun, and it was glorious.
He was surprised when Eileen informed them that there was going to be a Local Experience that night. The local culture seemed mostly to be very laid back, and they'd already been doing plenty of that.
"True, and I certainly hope you've been having fun," the collie told them when someone pointed that out, drawing murmurs of assurances that they have, indeed, been enjoying themselves there. "Good! Now, tonight we're going to a luau!"
"Isn't that a Hawaiian thing?" one lady asked.
"It's a Polynesian thing," Eileen said. "Most famous in Hawaii, yes, but it's a part of culture throughout the south Pacific." Xodiac wasn't too sure about that, but he didn't care a whole lot. Why raise a fuss?
The luau was as good as he expected. There were fire twirlers and hula dancers, and a whole lot of drumming. Good food served buffet-style rounded out the evening, and several attendees' bellies. Everyone was in a good mood.
Then the puma that led the ceremonies announced that some tourists would be brought on stage as part of the next act. Xodiac quickly realized that employees were singling out people from his tour group. This, then, must be the "experience" part, he thought as a lovely avian escorted him backstage.
There, the evening took a definite turn for the worse. They gave him, along with the women of the tour group, a crash course in hula dancing. It was mostly poses for the arms and instructions where to stand and when. Then they gave them each a grass skirt and one of the floral-patterned tops that the dancers wore on stage and let them out to join the luau.
Whoever thought this was a good idea, he decided, needed to live the rest of their life at the bottom of a ten-foot-deep hole. Maybe twenty. Filled with water. And piranha.
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Art by
crazymelimelo. Story by me.476 words (this part)
Category Artwork (Digital) / Portraits
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 548 x 881px
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