The Story of My Life so Far - Part 37 - In Trouble during my First Day in TahitisteemCreated with Sketch.

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This is the story of my life so far: 67 years and counting.
Prequel: A Brief History of my Family in France



The story starts here
Previous episode: Part 36

First Day in Tahiti

So, after 48 hours of traveling by airplane, I arrived at the airport In Tahiti.


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Fa'a'ā International Airport

There, several officers of the ship I was posted on were waiting to greet me. There were the commanding officer, the executive officer and the engineer.

There was also a "quartier-maître" (French Navy rank equivalent to "leading seaman"), who was both driver and maître d' of the officer ward on the ship, with a car.


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Quartier-Maître in white uniform
source: Wikipedia

I was to get my luggage and the quartier-maître would drive me to the officer's club where a room had been reserved for me.
There, I was to change into my white uniform and the quartier-maître would drive me to the ship, the BDC "Trieux", so that I would officially present myself to the commanding officer.


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BDC Trieux
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While driving into downtown Papeete, the quartier-maître stopped and told me that it was not often that he was able to be in the city at this hour and he wanted to take this opportunity to go to the photographer to get some prints he had ordered. I found this a little bizarre, but not too much. After less than 10 minutes, he was back.

I put my white uniform on and the quartier-maître drove me to the military port where the ship was.
The military port was guarded by Tahitians that were called "muto'i", which in the Tahitian language means police or policeman.

When we arrived at the gate, one of the muto'i asked the quartier-maître who I was, then asked him to open the boot.
There, he found, hidden behind a blanket, a bottle of Scotch whisky.

I knew that in the French Navy, when an officer arrived at his first post on a ship, he is subject to various jokes. So, I knew that this bottle of whisky was part of some joke.

After discussion with the muto'i, who did not seem to be happy, I was sent to the ship. There, I was shown to my cabin, then sent to the executive officer cabin/office. He pretended to believe that I was trafficking alcohol and told me to go see the civil administrator who already had been made aware of my infraction.

The quartier-maître drove me to the civil administrator office, and him too pretended to believe that the infraction was real. He told me several times that I should not have done that.

Back to the ship, I rested an hour in my cabin. Then, it was lunch time. In addition to the commanding officer, the executive officer, the engineer and myself, the civil administrator and the muto'i had been invited to lunch. The idea that my "problem" should be swept under the rug.

Lunch was served by the same quartier-maître who had driven me everywhere.
The civil administrator explained that he would do what he could to solve the problem, as long as the muto'i retracted the report he was making. Of course, the muto'i did not want to do so.

I explained that I knew that this was a joke, but everybody pretended that it was not.
I was sure I had not been duped. But in fact I had missed several parts.

First, the quartier-maître was in fact a junior officer of the ship, and I never would have guessed that. That explained the stop in downtown Papeete for him to go to the photographer. He became a good friend.

Also, it turned out that the muto'i was also an officer of the ship, responsible for the navigation. He was from Brittany, but he looked strangely like a Tahitian.

The civil administrator was real. But, it should not have been. The engineer was a good friend of his secretary, who had told him that the civil administrator would not have been there on the day of my arrival. So, the engineer was supposed to take the role of the civil administrator.
But, it just happened that the civil administrator was there and that the engineer was busy during the morning. So, the engineer called the civil administrator, explained the story and the civil administrator agreed to be part of the joke.

This is how I was greeted on my first post, the BDC Trieux, where I would stay for a year, mostly in French Polynesia.

Continue to Part 38


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Summary
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8
Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16
Part 17 - Part 18 - Part 19 - Part 20 - Part 21 - Part 22 - Part 23 - Part 24
Part 25 - Part 26 - Part 27 - Part 28 - Part 29 - Part 30 - Part 31 - Part 32
Part 33 - Part 34 - Part 35 - Part 36



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Wow you have traveled to SOOO many places.
Traveling is such a valuable experience. One of the best educations a man can get in my mind.
Every time I read one of your posts I want to go and read all the ones before it. I just haven't set aside the time yet.
One day I will do it!
Keep sharing your adventure.

SteemON!

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Awesome story, thank you, Vincent! All the way to the end I wasn't sure if they were playing a joke on you or maybe there was something else going on... Heard about the navy jokes but it is very interesting to hear one first hand. I wish you tell us more stories, anecdotes, like this one. :)

Oh, yes, the quartermasters uniform looks so thin and cold... why is it so?

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It is a uniform that you wear only in hot countries, such as Tahiti.
Believe me, you don't want to wear pants and jacket when it is hot and humid!

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Aaaah I see! I immediately had Adriatic in mind and the fast occurring winds...

Great adventure bro!but i will start to the part 1 cause it sounds enteresting,it took alot of time but i will make it as my daily habit.. God Bless @vcelier

This is a wonderful family story. I am very close to what you are writing. My father was commander-in-chif of Ukrainian Navy and all my brothers are naval officers.

Lol,I wouldn't take very kindly to these "jokes." Clearly you're a patient one. :)

Very interesting story about life. I think it is a fantastic gosip.
Thanks for sharing this post......

Great one sir, you did it again ! 😊 All the best !
Feel free to come and check my blog :) 😋✌️

beautiful past stories, it seems like I missed some of your life story, but I will read again .. interesting post.. @vcelier..have a nice day

This is really cool! I also blog about my life...But about how I grew up to become a gang banging out of control drug addict, and how I was redeemed and my life today. I am the Resident Manager at a Christian Transitional Housing program and I attend college full time as well as other volunteer activities. A mutual friend suggested I contact you and see if maybe you would look at my posts and possible support me in my efforts to build a recovery based support network on here. I have succeeded in getting Discord to create a #Recovery-Addiction chat room and it is growing slowly. I would like to get more followers and reach more people with my story to maybe inspire others, Would you maybe look at my stuff and see what you think please? Thank you and God Bless!

again an interesting chapter of life history. thank you for sharing my friend.

That was a bad joke lol. Did you get play a joke aswell to the new arrivals as part of the customary welcoming? You had to get back somehow?

Very beautiful story and iam very like it
Thanks for sharing

As far as i see it this trouble turned out to be a joke :) I was thinking you got yourself into a fight or something :) I'm glad it all ended up being some joke after all :) You probably do not want to end up in fight with somebody from the crew on the ship on your first day i suppose :)

I am very interested in your story sir. And I always follow your next posting @vcelier

Nice post and i enjoy post you @vcelier

That was some joke and took some planning...

I like what I see! hard work always pays off Followed my friend!

Thank you for your sharing

You are always special

What an interesting read this was, thank you!

when I was 24, I was in Tahiti too. My Plan: Leave my country for ever and start a new live on the island in this beautiful South Pacific. I was on Moorea too and Bora Bora. I was young, and after 2 weeks I realized that it was to early for me to start a new life. Now 13 years later I did it again and successful traveling around the world. Thank you vor your post, you made my day and remember again to this nice time....

What a trip. Things don't seem as laid back as that anymore. wow!