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Moorea
Mit der Fähri is de nu schnäll uf Moorea fer zwei Täg.
Hei nisch da voll der Luxusbungalow zum Priss fa mu normalu Zimmer gigä ;-)
Mim Auto siwer uber d Insla und zu de Üssichtspinkt gidüst. Am Abund heiwer nisch äs Aperöli im Legendsresort (Haaaaaaammer) und äs feins Z'Nacht mim Dessert fa mim Läbu gigönnt....
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Le paradis
... super. A part ca, il n’y avait pas grand-chose mais la vue magnifique compensait pour le manque de poisson. Aprčs 3 heures de vagabonder dans les eaux bleu céleste, nous sommes retournés ā notre studio affamé, mais en chemin nous nous sommes arręter dans des boutiques de perles et je suis tombée en amour avec une sandale qui a une perle noir de Tahiti. L’artisane m’a dit qu’elle avait une vente samedi de 20%, donc bien sur ...
We Catch a Marlin!
This morning we woke up extremely early, 6am to be precise, so that we could go deep sea fishing. It was Tina's first time fishing ever, and my second time after going in Miami in February.
Captain Chris picked us up at our hotel at 7, turns out he's from California, having moved to Moorea in 1978. On the way, he told us about island life in general, about the large decline in tourism over the years, and how apparently French Polynesia's president is at the UN now trying to ...
Going to Moorea
... to paint a picture. Overwater bungalow, with a glass bottom so we can see the water. Own balcony with chaise lounges, and a ladder to climb into the water. It's deep enough to jump into and swim. The room itself is very nice, lots of windows, huge bed, very modern bathroom, and a television with more than just CNN in English (we get ESPN too). Also awaiting our arrival? A bottle of champagne and some fresh fruit. I could get used to this.
There was even a special surprise for ...
Krotka przygoda z wyspami polinezyjskimi
... mi kulke ziola, zebym sobie puffnal na plazy. No nic - zlozylem to karb mojego niewinnego wygladu i nieopierzenia w temacie :D, ale ... . W drodze powrotnej nie moglem zlapac busa (znowu zaden nie chcial stanac), zaczelo sie robic ciemno wiec zaczalem autostopowac. Po chwili zatrzymali sie dwaj mlodzi goscie, oni prawie ni w zab angielskiego, ja za cholere francuskiego (tylko merci i bonjur) i niby taka bariera jezykowa, ale tuz przed dowiezieniem mnie ...


