DAY 14. BORA BORA. MORNING.
The next morning at breakfast Genevieve read to Peter from the ship’s newsletter.
In 1959, James Michener described Bora Bora in his novel, Hawaii. ….It rose from the sea in sharp cliffs and mighty pinnacles of rock. It contained deep-set bays and tree-rimmed shores of glistening sand. It was so beautiful that it seemed impossible that it has arisen by chance; gods must have formed it and placed the bays just so, an illusion which was enhanced by the fact that around the entire island was hung a protecting necklace of coral on which wild ocean waves broke in high fury, trying vainly to leap inside the placid green lagoon, where fish flourished in abundant numbers. It was an island of rare beauty-wild, impetuous, lovely Bora Bora.
‘Do you want to see it?’ Pete
