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It’s now nine. 30. Bruno comes out and frowns, sympathetic to my plight. ‘Where is Pascal? ’ I ask him. ‘You heard the rain final evening? ’ certainly I did. It was once so heavy it felt as though the complete island have been being dumped on by way of a waterfall. ‘Rain has made highway very bad,’ Bruno says. ‘Maybe flooding in Taipi valley. Pascal’s truck perhaps can’t get via. ’ Shit! Is there the other solution to get to the airport? Bruno shrugs. ‘You may possibly take z’elicopter. ’ relatively? How a lot is that? a method, 6,000 francs? I do a calculation, consistently tricky in French Pacific francs. That’s … approximately … ninety-six money New Zealand. I pull out my pockets and count number the neighborhood forex i've got left: six 1,000-franc notes. precisely the helicopter fare. but when I take the flight, I won’t have a unmarried franc left until eventually i am getting again to Papeete. yet then I won’t want any cash as soon as i am getting to the airport, and I’ll get food and drinks at the aircraft. Checking the time, I see that it’s already nine. forty five. whether Pascal turns up now, we’ll most likely by no means make it. My nervousness is verging on panic. ‘What time does the following helicopter flight go away for the airport? ’ I ask Bruno. ‘Ten-thirty,’ he replies. ‘If you love, I’ll force you over to the heliport. It’s on the different finish of city. ’ i haven't been in a helicopter ahead of. Now, strapped in beside the French pilot, who bears an uncanny resemblance to Arnold Schwarzenegger, i will be able to rarely listen myself imagine. The chopper’s rotors are noisy and correct above our heads. Then Arnold shoves the joystick ahead and right away we’re relocating directly upwards. 5 seconds later the total bay of Taiohae is lower than us. It’s a sensation like no different, like being in a bubble – an grand bubble that does precisely what Arnold desires it to. it's the such a lot giddying, vibrating, yawing, exciting, terrifying journey of my lifestyles. Arnold swoops up the slopes of Mt Muake, throughout chasms and over cataracts, over the saw-toothed ridges of the sierra; he whips over the wasteland plateau and down in the direction of the island’s north-western nook. at the manner he leans ahead and grimaces, showing to conflict robust updrafts that are seizing the chopper and biffing it this manner and that. in the course of those moments I’m confident that the winds will win and we’ll plunge to our deaths within the ravine less than. yet Arnold triumphs and, mins later, peering down, I glimpse the Virgin Mary statue atop its top. In one other minute the island’s runway comes into sight. a couple of seconds later, and Arnold’s reducing us down directly to it. It’s 10. 38. The three-hour move by means of highway has taken simply 8 mins by means of helicopter. The airport terminal is a small sleek construction with plastic tables and chairs, a bar and a keepsake store. Ceiling fanatics churn overhead, yet they make little distinction to the temperature, that is very popular, approximately 40 levels. the drawback of my helicopter trip is twofold: I now need to look ahead to over hours for the aircraft again to Tahiti, and i've totally no cash left. And I’m getting thirsty. Very thirsty. Very, very thirsty. throughout me individuals are ingesting from water bottles, fruit-juice cartons and beer cans.