On Alli's side you can see that the unlocking mechanism is just a piece of plastic with sort of a flat head screwdriver indentation to use for leverage. The deformation to that piece was there before Alli made any attempt. Bottom line, Alli could not help me out of there. I should say more in that this was a small bathroom with no window, just a tiny little ventilation port, and we were in an apartment building that was like concrete walls and metal doors. I made multiple attempts to open from my side to no avail. We finally emailed the homeowners and even their local friend who they told us to contact if we needed help. The owners wrote back pretty quickly to say they didn't really understand my situation, but that they never used the lock on that door. Clearly. The friends never did respond...
Alli kept trying to come up with ideas and also tried to keep the kids from going crazy or realizing how nearly panicked we were. And she prayed. I ultimately ended up taking the toilet paper roll core, folding that up, and using it to give myself a little extra grip/alleviate the pain of trying to turn the small knob, and with one last reach into the depths of my strength reserves, I freed myself. Then we went right back to life as normal, and we never used the bathroom door lock again.
We tell the truth about our travels here.
With that out of the way, we got the kids ready and took off around the North side of the island to hike some waterfalls. But when we got there, there were barricades set up that we could not pass. We found some locals having a New Year's party on the side of the road blasting Sublime's Santeria. I went and chatted with them and learned that the road had been washed out and nobody was going to those waterfalls any time soon.
Once he woke up, he took a little time to sit on top of the car and admire the view while eating a snack bar
It's a neat little place, but the kids were being kind of ornery and as a result we took no pictures worth sharing.
Afterward we drove down to Tahiti Iti and had a rich and yummy (and too expensive) French lunch at Terre-Mer. (Manimal napped through it, which was nice.)
-- and poe'ape, a bamboo section stuffed with a mix of taro, brown sugar, and coconut milk:
Over the next couple of days I tried a couple methods of cooking the fei-- frying it like plantain, and boiling and mashing with some butter like mashed potatoes. Both were good, but an interesting and kind of intense flavor that you didn't want a lot of. Hard to describe.
at to go have a picnic dinner on the beach. We went to the PK23.5 beach, it was black and white sand with lots of tiny rocks and coral. Not soft, but the kids still loved it.