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Its radioactive we were told. Don't eat it. Paradise lost courtesy of the French. Whilst the rest of the world decided to use computers to test its nuclear bombs the French in an act of outstanding arrogance raped this last Eden by exploding bombs under Polynesia. The feeling amongst the locals is tense. They feel abused and ignored by their colonial masters. The tragedy is that this part of the world posseses some of the most spectacular scenery in the world. Moorea, an island a few miles from the capital of Tahiti is everybody's dream of a South Pacific Island whilst Bora Bora's scenery never fails to leave me gasping. Bora Bora is an atoll similar to the one the French test thier bombs on. It is surrounded by a coral reef that traps delicously warm sea water creating the perfect beach envirioment. On land, a massive rock is the center piece of the island. You can cycle around the atoll on the only road in about 4 hours, stopping of at various beaches to cool down in the sea. Being so remote and indeed exclusive, it is of course hiddously expensive. A bootle of beer will cost you £4 and expect food to be similarly expensive. But, if you can afford to get there, you can afford to be there. By the way, I ate the Mahi Mahi and am using all 15 fingers to type this.