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Water Park in Lido delle Nazioni
A new world is about to emerge
Tahiti unveils a new water park.
a story that comes to life
Have you ever heard a story and wished you could be part of it?
Now you can live it!
Next summer, at Camping Village Tahiti, the fairy tale of the new water park will come true!
We've created a magical world for you and your family, inspired by the great peaks of Polynesia, where water and adventure meet. Explore the trails between the Rotui, Otemanu, and Orohena mountains and volcanoes, and turn every dip into an unforgettable chapter of a lifetime story.
Now you can live it!
Next summer, at Camping Village Tahiti, the fairy tale of the new water park will come true!
We've created a magical world for you and your family, inspired by the great peaks of Polynesia, where water and adventure meet. Explore the trails between the Rotui, Otemanu, and Orohena mountains and volcanoes, and turn every dip into an unforgettable chapter of a lifetime story.
water
flows
the rock
changes
its shape
Image for illustrative purposes and may differ from reality.
/ Mount Rotui
/ Mount Otemanu
/ Mount Orohena
/ Mount Rotui
/ Mount Otemanu
/ Mount Rotui
/ Mount Otemanu
/ Mount Orohena
/ Mount Rotui
/ Mount Otemanu
/ Mount Rotui
/ Mount Otemanu
/ Mount Orohena
/ Mount Rotui
/ Mount Otemanu
A journey between volcanoes and mountains
The beating heart of this new world is the majestic Pele Volcano, which welcomes you with its warm, reassuring presence, just like in the fairy tale.
Pele is a “good giant,” not scary at all, but an ally who brings excitement to anyone who ventures into her world.
Around her, the park is divided into three special areas designed to embrace all ages and all types of fun.
Pele is a “good giant,” not scary at all, but an ally who brings excitement to anyone who ventures into her world.
Around her, the park is divided into three special areas designed to embrace all ages and all types of fun.
Every mountain takes you on a unique journey:
Mount Rotui - 1 meter high
Slides and gentle games, designed for younger ones, where the adventure begins with the first dip.
- 1 flat slide, 4.5 m long
- 2 tube slides, each 10 meters long
- Shallow lagoon up to 1.1m deep, suitable for children aged 3 to 10
Mount Otemanu – 6 meters high
Even more fun for kids and teens, with more dynamic games:
- 22-meter multi-lane slide
- 30-meter tube slide
- Lagoon up to 1.2 meters deep, suitable for children and teens between 7 and 12 years old and over 120 cm tall
Mount Orohena - 9 meters high
Thrills for older children, with slides and adventure courses:
- 4 tube slides of different lengths: 1 x 25.5 m water slide + 7 m landing area, 1 x 66 m, 1 x 72 m and 1 x 87.5 m in total
- 1.2 m deep lagoon, suitable for children and teenagers over 13 years of age and over 120 cm tall
Sunny's Journey...
Chapter I
Sunny's excursion
Everyone at Camping Village Tahiti knows Sunny. He's a cheerful guy, always wearing a Hawaiian shirt covered in flowers and a pair of sunglasses. At the start of every season, Sunny promises families that they'll discover a new place where they can stroll peacefully, tell stories to their children and enjoy snacks in the shade.
From the pool Aqua Therm, he gazed at the horizon for a long time. Three peaks follow one another like still waves: the first is Monte Rotui, not very high; the second is Monte Otemanu, an imposing extinct volcano; the third is Monte Orohena, very high, with a peak that seems to touch the sky. Those peaks have been calling him for days, as if they held a story to share with everyone.
That's why, on a clear, crisp morning, he decides to head out on an excursion: he says goodbye to the children at the Mini Club, puts a cool water bottle in his rucksack and sets off through the trees.
The route to Rotui is pleasant. Birds chirp in the trees, and the air has a scent of pine and salt. Step by step, he imagines children laughing here, parents taking photos there, and elderly people pointing to an old path that leads to a hidden viewpoint.
As the sun sets, Sunny decides to camp out to rest and enjoy the view of the three mountains. He sits down on a flat rock, opens his water bottle and watches the sky turn colour. The cicadas stop singing and the first stars come out, one by one, like little lanterns above the mountain.
From the pool Aqua Therm, he gazed at the horizon for a long time. Three peaks follow one another like still waves: the first is Monte Rotui, not very high; the second is Monte Otemanu, an imposing extinct volcano; the third is Monte Orohena, very high, with a peak that seems to touch the sky. Those peaks have been calling him for days, as if they held a story to share with everyone.
That's why, on a clear, crisp morning, he decides to head out on an excursion: he says goodbye to the children at the Mini Club, puts a cool water bottle in his rucksack and sets off through the trees.
The route to Rotui is pleasant. Birds chirp in the trees, and the air has a scent of pine and salt. Step by step, he imagines children laughing here, parents taking photos there, and elderly people pointing to an old path that leads to a hidden viewpoint.
As the sun sets, Sunny decides to camp out to rest and enjoy the view of the three mountains. He sits down on a flat rock, opens his water bottle and watches the sky turn colour. The cicadas stop singing and the first stars come out, one by one, like little lanterns above the mountain.
Chapter II
A new friend
While looking for a comfortable place to rest, Sunny stumbles upon something round and hard. He stops, dusts off his knees and takes a closer look. The boulder has two small shiny dimples. They look like... eyes? Suddenly, a hot drop slides down the stone and sizzles in the cool evening air.
‘Hey... are you okay?’ asks Sunny in a low voice, as one does with someone who is afraid. The boulder vibrates slightly and actually opens its eyes. ‘My... name is Iki,’ it whispers. ‘I lost my mum.’
Thin streams of lava drip from her rocky body, like tears that no longer know how to stop. Sunny doesn't think twice. “I'm Sunny. I'll help you find her. I won't leave you until we find her.” He says it softly but firmly, as true promises are made. Upon hearing these words, Iki's heat becomes calmer, the lava stops flowing and there remains a pleasant warmth.
At dawn, Sunny takes Iki to the campsite, because before setting off, they need to figure out where to start. They try asking everyone for information, until at Moorea Restaurant they overhear a story about mountains that hide mysteries, including one about a woman spotted in the mountains by customers. Iki thinks it's her: “It's Pele, my mum!”
As Iki describes it in detail to Sunny, they pass by Bar Bora Bora and, while sipping a milkshake, they notice an ancient map hanging on the notice board opposite.
The map is simple and beautiful. The drawing shows three mountains: Mount Rotui, the smallest of the three; Mount Otemanu and Mount Orohena. A thin line links the three mountains like a path to follow. Wrapping the map, they notice a strange symbol under the last mountain: a drop of water. Sunny and Iki look at each other, asking themselves what it could be.
‘Let's go,’ says Sunny, clutching the map in his hands. ‘I'm sure we'll find your mum with this.’ Iki nods slowly. Although he's still scared, he feels he's not alone anymore, and that changes everything. The two friends start walking hopefully, eager to begin this new adventure.
‘Hey... are you okay?’ asks Sunny in a low voice, as one does with someone who is afraid. The boulder vibrates slightly and actually opens its eyes. ‘My... name is Iki,’ it whispers. ‘I lost my mum.’
Thin streams of lava drip from her rocky body, like tears that no longer know how to stop. Sunny doesn't think twice. “I'm Sunny. I'll help you find her. I won't leave you until we find her.” He says it softly but firmly, as true promises are made. Upon hearing these words, Iki's heat becomes calmer, the lava stops flowing and there remains a pleasant warmth.
At dawn, Sunny takes Iki to the campsite, because before setting off, they need to figure out where to start. They try asking everyone for information, until at Moorea Restaurant they overhear a story about mountains that hide mysteries, including one about a woman spotted in the mountains by customers. Iki thinks it's her: “It's Pele, my mum!”
As Iki describes it in detail to Sunny, they pass by Bar Bora Bora and, while sipping a milkshake, they notice an ancient map hanging on the notice board opposite.
The map is simple and beautiful. The drawing shows three mountains: Mount Rotui, the smallest of the three; Mount Otemanu and Mount Orohena. A thin line links the three mountains like a path to follow. Wrapping the map, they notice a strange symbol under the last mountain: a drop of water. Sunny and Iki look at each other, asking themselves what it could be.
‘Let's go,’ says Sunny, clutching the map in his hands. ‘I'm sure we'll find your mum with this.’ Iki nods slowly. Although he's still scared, he feels he's not alone anymore, and that changes everything. The two friends start walking hopefully, eager to begin this new adventure.
Chapter III
Rotui Peak
After walking for hours, the two friends finally reach the climb up Mount Rotui, the first stop on their new journey. Rotui is a friendly mountain. Underfoot are soft leaves and roots that feel like steps. Sunny spots a path that winds gently around the side of the mountain and invites his friend to follow him.
Once at the top, they take in the view, with the sea glimmering in the distance. Sunny points to a large rock where they can rest: ‘One day we could have a picnic here with our friends from the Mini Club.’ Iki chuckles softly. For a while, they talk about other things: what they will tell their families when they get back, how beautiful it is to see everything from above, how certain clouds look like boats.
After a brief pause, they continue on until they reach a small clearing of pale grass. From there, they can clearly see the road stretching out before them. Mount Otemanu, the volcano, rises just beyond. It does not roar, it does not frighten: it looks like a drowsy giant, broad-shouldered, breathing slow and deep. On the opposite side, distant yet sharply defined, Mount Orohena stands against the high sky, tall as ten palm trees.
"Look, Iki! There are tunnels; who knows where they lead..." Sunny says, pointing at the foot of Mount Otemanu. "Let's go down this way," he suggests, pointing to a path leading towards the volcano. We'll go into the tunnels and shout loudly. If Mum can hear us, she'll answer. Iki gathers his courage and nods to his friend. Hope warms his chest, like a glimmer of light peering through a half-open door.
They descend from Rotui with steady steps, careful not to slip. When they once again touch the dark earth at the foot of Otemanu, the silence is deafening. The two enter the tunnel hand in hand, the light fading as they move away from the entrance and towards the heart of the volcano.
Once at the top, they take in the view, with the sea glimmering in the distance. Sunny points to a large rock where they can rest: ‘One day we could have a picnic here with our friends from the Mini Club.’ Iki chuckles softly. For a while, they talk about other things: what they will tell their families when they get back, how beautiful it is to see everything from above, how certain clouds look like boats.
After a brief pause, they continue on until they reach a small clearing of pale grass. From there, they can clearly see the road stretching out before them. Mount Otemanu, the volcano, rises just beyond. It does not roar, it does not frighten: it looks like a drowsy giant, broad-shouldered, breathing slow and deep. On the opposite side, distant yet sharply defined, Mount Orohena stands against the high sky, tall as ten palm trees.
"Look, Iki! There are tunnels; who knows where they lead..." Sunny says, pointing at the foot of Mount Otemanu. "Let's go down this way," he suggests, pointing to a path leading towards the volcano. We'll go into the tunnels and shout loudly. If Mum can hear us, she'll answer. Iki gathers his courage and nods to his friend. Hope warms his chest, like a glimmer of light peering through a half-open door.
They descend from Rotui with steady steps, careful not to slip. When they once again touch the dark earth at the foot of Otemanu, the silence is deafening. The two enter the tunnel hand in hand, the light fading as they move away from the entrance and towards the heart of the volcano.
Chapter IV
Inside Otemanu
Sunny and Iki are making their way through the tunnels of Mount Otemanu. The air is warm and still, while the walls are smooth, carved out by water and wind. They move forward slowly, their eyes lingering on the patterns that time has etched onto the walls.
Every now and then they stop and call out, “Pele! Where are you?” The voice bounces back like a wave, but for now no one answers. The only sound they hear is the dripping from above. The drops fall on the floor and merge into small water stars.
Iki moves his hands nervously: “What if we don't find her?” he asks, his voice thin. Sunny turns to cheer up his friend: “I promised to help you, and I will. I won't stop until I bring you back to her.” The promise is not a magic wand, but it boosts his morale.
They start searching more carefully, examining every detail they find along the way: a slightly hollowed-out stone, a zigzag scratch, a small footprint that looks like it was left a long time ago. The further down they go, the more they feel they are on the right track, but Iki is increasingly uneasy.
Every now and then they stop and call out, “Pele! Where are you?” The voice bounces back like a wave, but for now no one answers. The only sound they hear is the dripping from above. The drops fall on the floor and merge into small water stars.
Iki moves his hands nervously: “What if we don't find her?” he asks, his voice thin. Sunny turns to cheer up his friend: “I promised to help you, and I will. I won't stop until I bring you back to her.” The promise is not a magic wand, but it boosts his morale.
They start searching more carefully, examining every detail they find along the way: a slightly hollowed-out stone, a zigzag scratch, a small footprint that looks like it was left a long time ago. The further down they go, the more they feel they are on the right track, but Iki is increasingly uneasy.
Chapter V
Iki's anger
The long search and exhaustion are weighing heavily on Iki's shoulders. Questions swirl around in his head, finding no answers. ‘We'll never find her!’ he suddenly explodes, and out of frustration he starts kicking a stone, then two, then three, until he tramples on a poor little plant sprouting from the black rock like a small miracle. Every gesture is a ‘I can't do this’ that comes out of his body instead of his mouth.
Sunny reaches out to stop him. ‘Stop it, Iki!’ Her voice is firm: ‘I understand you're angry, but you can't take it out on everything that comes your way. I'm here to help you find your mum, but I can't stay with you if you don't keep calm.’
Iki lowers his gaze. The heat he feels is no longer just anger, but shame and fear combined. ‘Then I'll go alone!’ he snaps. Without waiting, he slips into a crevice and disappears into the darkness of the mountain. His footsteps echo for a few seconds, then all is silent.
Sunny stands still. He feels sad, yes, but he knows he's right. He knows that saying no to that behaviour is the right thing to do to protect his friend. He looks at the small broken plant and gently straightens it with his fingers. He takes two steps back and returns to the main path, determined to give him time to calm down.
A few minutes pass, maybe more, and in that silence, Sunny thinks back over the journey he has made with his friend. He doesn't want to lose Iki, but he understands his state of mind.
And it is at that moment that he hears a cry: “Sunny! Help!”
Sunny reaches out to stop him. ‘Stop it, Iki!’ Her voice is firm: ‘I understand you're angry, but you can't take it out on everything that comes your way. I'm here to help you find your mum, but I can't stay with you if you don't keep calm.’
Iki lowers his gaze. The heat he feels is no longer just anger, but shame and fear combined. ‘Then I'll go alone!’ he snaps. Without waiting, he slips into a crevice and disappears into the darkness of the mountain. His footsteps echo for a few seconds, then all is silent.
Sunny stands still. He feels sad, yes, but he knows he's right. He knows that saying no to that behaviour is the right thing to do to protect his friend. He looks at the small broken plant and gently straightens it with his fingers. He takes two steps back and returns to the main path, determined to give him time to calm down.
A few minutes pass, maybe more, and in that silence, Sunny thinks back over the journey he has made with his friend. He doesn't want to lose Iki, but he understands his state of mind.
And it is at that moment that he hears a cry: “Sunny! Help!”
Chapter VI
Reunited with a friend
Iki’s voice echoes off the walls like a distant bell. Sunny doesn't hesitate for a second: he leaves the main path and follows the cry for help, retracing his friend's footsteps until he reaches a cave with walls as smooth as glass and a floor that slopes towards the centre like a strange funnel. Looking down, he sees two eyes trembling in the darkness.
“I’m here!” Iki shouts. Sunny, lying on his stomach, reaches out to grab his friend. Iki, with tears filling his eyes, clings to that friendly hand and, with an effort, pulls himself up.
When he's safe, he hugs Sunny and cries like tired children do, without words. ‘I'm sorry,’ he murmurs after a while. ‘I'm sorry.’
‘I was harsh too,’ replies Sunny. ‘But I never stopped loving you or helping you find your mum, not even for a moment. Shall we start again together?’ Iki nods.
They get back going, and after passing through the volcano and a long climb, they reach the top of Mount Orohena where there's a big hall. Meanwhile, Iki hears a whisper coming from far away: “It's Mum's voice!” she shouts.
Taken by emotion, they were about to set off when they noticed three openings carved into the rock, whose paths followed three streams flowing downhill. The two looked into each other's eyes, wondering which path to choose.
Overwhelmed by uncertainty about which path to take, Iki notices a small symbol carved into the rock near the third opening: it's a small drop of water, the same one drawn on the map they found. He exclaims, “This is the right way,” happily showing the sign to Sunny.
“Then it’s decided,” Sunny concludes, holding out his hand. They step in together, but as Iki grabs it, he stumbles and pulls his friend down with him.
Tumbling, they gain speed and slide joyfully through smooth curves, small plays of light filtering through cracks in the mountain, while the water carries them ever faster towards the unknown.
“I’m here!” Iki shouts. Sunny, lying on his stomach, reaches out to grab his friend. Iki, with tears filling his eyes, clings to that friendly hand and, with an effort, pulls himself up.
When he's safe, he hugs Sunny and cries like tired children do, without words. ‘I'm sorry,’ he murmurs after a while. ‘I'm sorry.’
‘I was harsh too,’ replies Sunny. ‘But I never stopped loving you or helping you find your mum, not even for a moment. Shall we start again together?’ Iki nods.
They get back going, and after passing through the volcano and a long climb, they reach the top of Mount Orohena where there's a big hall. Meanwhile, Iki hears a whisper coming from far away: “It's Mum's voice!” she shouts.
Taken by emotion, they were about to set off when they noticed three openings carved into the rock, whose paths followed three streams flowing downhill. The two looked into each other's eyes, wondering which path to choose.
Overwhelmed by uncertainty about which path to take, Iki notices a small symbol carved into the rock near the third opening: it's a small drop of water, the same one drawn on the map they found. He exclaims, “This is the right way,” happily showing the sign to Sunny.
“Then it’s decided,” Sunny concludes, holding out his hand. They step in together, but as Iki grabs it, he stumbles and pulls his friend down with him.
Tumbling, they gain speed and slide joyfully through smooth curves, small plays of light filtering through cracks in the mountain, while the water carries them ever faster towards the unknown.
Chapter VII
A sweet hug
After a long descent, they are suddenly swept into a small lagoon. Near the water, a figure stands with her back to them. Iki stops short. His whole body sharpens with attention, the way you recognize a voice even before you truly hear it. “M… Mom?” he whispers, the word filling his mouth like a sweet bite.
The figure turns. It’s Pele. Her eyes are kind, and her embrace is as wide as a house. There is no hurry, no reproach—only the smile of someone who has found what she never stopped waiting for. Iki runs and throws himself into her arms. Pele holds him close and whispers something only he can hear. Then she opens her arms to Sunny as well, and he steps forward on tiptoe, welcomed with gratitude.
They laugh and cry together, but this time the tears are light, like a summer rain that cools without truly soaking you. Iki apologizes: for the kicks, for running away, for the trouble he caused. Pele strokes his rocky head. “Your emotions are part of you,” she says gently. “When you learn to respect them, they will become your strength, and they'll always lead you back to the right path.”
They sit by the water without hurry. Sunny tells her their story from the very beginning. Pele listens carefully, then smiles brightly. “Thank you for taking care of Iki. How will I ever repay you?”
“There’s no need,” Sunny replies. “This journey helped me grow. I found new friends and discovered new places I’ll carry in my heart forever.”
Pele smiles again. “I’m glad you loved them. You, and your friends, will always be welcome here. Now let me guide you through this extraordinary place called… MANAIKI BAY.”
The figure turns. It’s Pele. Her eyes are kind, and her embrace is as wide as a house. There is no hurry, no reproach—only the smile of someone who has found what she never stopped waiting for. Iki runs and throws himself into her arms. Pele holds him close and whispers something only he can hear. Then she opens her arms to Sunny as well, and he steps forward on tiptoe, welcomed with gratitude.
They laugh and cry together, but this time the tears are light, like a summer rain that cools without truly soaking you. Iki apologizes: for the kicks, for running away, for the trouble he caused. Pele strokes his rocky head. “Your emotions are part of you,” she says gently. “When you learn to respect them, they will become your strength, and they'll always lead you back to the right path.”
They sit by the water without hurry. Sunny tells her their story from the very beginning. Pele listens carefully, then smiles brightly. “Thank you for taking care of Iki. How will I ever repay you?”
“There’s no need,” Sunny replies. “This journey helped me grow. I found new friends and discovered new places I’ll carry in my heart forever.”
Pele smiles again. “I’m glad you loved them. You, and your friends, will always be welcome here. Now let me guide you through this extraordinary place called… MANAIKI BAY.”
