This is another volcanic crater where there was a village and many petroglyphs. To do this, they had to climb down the cliff, swim a couple miles in cold shark infested waters, and find the egg, tie it to the head, swim back, scale the cliff, and deliver it to the chief. They cooked fish, taro, and chicken in a pit in the ground all day. Then they served us the food on banana leaves with beautiful Easter lilies and other tropical flowers decorating the table. Our flight left at 10pm, and the whole village came out to the airport to see the plane off.
Tourism is the main industry there.
We arrived in Tahiti at 1am and spent the night in the airport. We had a very unpleasant immigration officer check us in. He was unsatisfied that we didn't know where we were going to stay and sarcastically asked if we planned to sleep on the beach. He chalked this up to the bad relations between France and Australia ever since France tried to bring nuclear waste to New Zealand and Australia helped block it. Instead, we decided to keep it as a souvenir.