Day 66 
Two days ago we had unsuccessfully tried to find a cup of coffee in Nuku Hiva. Heading off in the early morning sunshine we knew that today we’d have success. Without any conversation (too busy imagining the coffee) we headed straight to Café Retro, a sports bar that serves the most delicious coffee.
It was worth waiting for!
Now we were ready for anything! We headed to the bus stop and boarded a bus to Paea, an outer suburb we’d stayed in a few years earlier. We were the only ‘foreigners’ on board. I was quite sure I knew where to get off and after what seemed ages on the bus, I decided this was the place. However, once off we looked around and nothing seemed familiar. Gray asked a chap selling water melons how far was it to the museum as this was near where we wanted to be, “Only another kilometre”, he replied.
By now the sun was high and beating down on us as we set off. It was quite a trek to reach our destination, much more than one kilometre, but the cool freshly squeezed orange juice in a café refreshed our spirits.
We pottered about, enjoying seeing familiar shops. It was about midday by now and we had decided to have lunch at Patachoux in the city.
We crossed the road to catch a bus back into town. We waited and waited in the midday heat before finally one turned up and we headed back.
More than our 10,000 steps today, we think!!
