Motel Albert Moorea

... are going - this guy obviously works in some hostel which is a start up and the conversation revolves around mattress ordering and fire training - but I really don't need to be hearing it. Once done he then starts calling people just for the craic. Reminds me of a Catherine Tate sketch where a guy calls people randomly on the train and thinks the rest of the commuters are bothered (bovvered) by what he has to say.

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... outside the resort we are staying at, in the middle of no where, well not quite, we were directly across from the beach but other than that, nothing. We were greeted by an elderly lady who showed us to our bungalow, it was really sweet and cosy. The lady then talked to us for a while, in French as she didn't speak English. We then tried to get rid of the lady as we weren't really too sure what she was chatting about, and her interpretation of English was the same as Mick's ...

... make it the remainder of the way. So the second half was in a Toyota Tacoma, went off without a hitch. Moorea is a destination location for anyone who wants privacy, peace, and relaxation. No night life or much shopping but the beaches are beautiful and the land so lush and green. One of the lookout points is called Belvedere and you can see two of the bays and the other mountains on the island. After our time ended ...

... down to the public beach in between the two bays for some great snorkeling and just to lay on the beach for a while. After another beach near the airport, our scooter stalled out and we couldn't get it started, so we had to call the owner who came out to fix it. Unfortunately for us, it was dusk when we had to drive the rest of the way around the island back to our bungalow and I had swarms of bugs hitting my face the ...

... wir uns auf Bora Bora - ein Propellerflugzeug brachte uns in einer Stunde dorthin und wir wurden bereits beim Landeanflug durch eine unglaublich spektakulaere Ansicht der Insel belohnt. Es ist genau so, wie es auf den Postkarten zu sehen ist, wenn nicht besser: pures tuerkises glasglares Wasser in der Lagune, die die gesamte Insel umfasst und weisser Sandstrand! Unser simples Holzbungalow mit Meeressicht war der Hammer: von unserem Bett ueber die Veranda sahen wir nur Palmen und ...

Woke up early this morning and took a boat to the dock. At the dock another boat picked us all up and took us to where we got the waverunners. We all got on and toured around the waters of the island. The water is very very shallow at some points over the reef. So we all had to be very careful and follow the giude. It wasn't as much fun as the one in Bora ...

... amazing body talking on her cell phone - but once within ear shot, we heard her deep voice. As we shopped in the local markets, a she-man was helping me find the perfect dress for me. They help their parents with all the shopping and more. It was fascinating! We roamed the streets taking this in, watching the older ladies sit around the central markets making their intricately beautiful flowered crowns, and learned more of the surf culture Tahiti is ...

... that day I walked like 45km and I went all the way around the island...almost. I had almost (I thought) made it to the ferry terminal when I saw a guy with a bus under a tree eating a mango. He was already looking at me and so I said bonjour like I do to everyone on this island. He had a straw hat, a hawaiian shirt and this hilarious look on his face. Naturally, I walked over and started a conversation. Here's our basic exchange, except in French, of ...

... for a long time, just treading water and paddling back and forth across the small pool and watching some crazy tourists follow the crazier Islander guide up the waterfall and down again - the former taking longer than the latter of course. Only a couple of the tourists from the other van followed him up about 20 feet to a little landing and jumped down after him into the pool. Needless to say it must have been deeper than 6 feet. Then the guide (I really wish I knew his ...

Woke to the sounds of sirens in Papeete. I guess that's getting us ready for our return to civilization, although I hardly feel like I've escaped it - or experienced an alternative variety - on this trip. The six of us did coffee in the dining room again. Afterwards, we went back to our stateroom for the final packing. At 10.00h, we vacated our stateroom and went up to the Tahitian Lounge to grab seats for 10 people. No need to rush, though: very few people came up to join us ...