This is Jackie. Jackie is an elderly Frigate Bird who lives on a perch outside the window at Christian's Bar on Pitcairn Island. She is entirely wild, and she just comes here because she likes it, which just about sums the whole place up...
I have been to some friendly places in my time, but Pitcairn has to be in my top five, and I don't think the welcome had anything to do with the fact that we were the only tourist boat to call there this year - apart from the same boat on the outbound leg a few weeks previously.
Christian's - yes, it is owned by a direct descendent of the Bounty's Fletcher Christian - is spectacularly unpretentious. We sat in the back sun room of the place looking out towards Bounty Bay chatting with the family and drinking beer. While we were there, lunch arrived. "Help yourself," they said. "There's plenty to go round."
This was honest, genuine hospitality at it's finest. Pitcairn is one of the remotest places on the planet, but they do seem to have retained something that the rest of us have lost along the way and, sadly, until you go there you won't even think about it. If they could bottle it and export it they'd make a fortune...
It's called 'humanity'
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