Coming down the hills, there were some good (but hard to photograph) views of the reefs. Supposedly, ther eis a reef that looks like a shark head here. The bus was filled, with all the seats folded down in the aisle, as we stopped at random places to pick people up. It was old and rusty, and the air was filled with the smell of stale sweat. I was the only non-Kanak on board.
Rough notes:
http://mandarinmanmarktravelnotes.blogspot.com/2012/04/2011-nz-to-sf-day-10.html
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