February 1, 2014 12:00 AM

Under the Southern Cross: the Magic of the Marquesas

“If it’s Tuesday, it must be Ua Pou,” said Keith, stretched out on the adjacent mattress. One of a half-dozen passengers still bedded down on the upper deck of the Aranui3, he pushed up on his elbows to watch the dawn skitter over the waves.

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