This blog on New Caledonia is for those of you who ever wondered what life on a tiny island in the South Pacific might be like. Tired of bracing winter winds, the stress of an inner city or simply dreaming of a life change? This is a blog about what happens when, in the words of Yogi Berra, "you come to a fork in the road, [and] take it".
22 August 2005
Photo by Sophie-Alix Kilcoyne, 2005.
21 August 2005
... like I've just walked into Rodgers & Hammerstein's 1949 award-winning musical, "South Pacific". Far from the beautiful Mary Martin, I am newly wed "To a Wonderful Guy", who also happens to be a military man. Seduced by the sway of palm trees, turquoise seas and constant blue skies, I am nearly wooed by the abject romance of our surroundings. But something niggles at me ... would it be the underlying tension of race relations? In 2005? On a small French island?
To be continued ...
(And for more on "South Pacific", see: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Pacific_(musical))
16 August 2005
We've landed. The realisation of a near-on three-year dream to live on a desert island, here we are: Laurent, Sophie and I a couple of short days after our landing at midnight on 15 August 2005.
Where are we? New Caledonia, a French territory (island) about the size of New Jersey. Pull out a map. Look for Australia. Look east of Brisbane. Yep, that's us. About 10 hours ahead of France, 16 hours ahead of New York and 19 hours ahead of California. Talk about being on the leading edge.
Want to know more about New Caledonia? Check out the very helpful CIA World Factbook page on NC: http://www.cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/geos/nc.html In any case, you'll be reading all about New Caledonia in the coming months ...