I’m giddy with excitement– seriously, I’m bordering on 6 year old the night before Christmas kind of excitement. My co-workers ask me when I leave and I have to stiffle a shrill of elation.
Finally, after planning, and booking, and paying and day-dreaming, our Tahitian vacation is here. Mañana. Tomorrow.
If you are unfamiliar with my adoration of the French Polynesian islands, see some of my old blog posts on Tahiti.
D and I have 11 blissful days sailing through the crystal clear water, dining on Poisson Cru and sipping iced cold Hinano on board the Paul Gauguin. The PG is one heck of a cruise ship– actually, I’d venture to call it a large yacht– complete with impeccable service and exotic ports.
If the ship wi-fi allows, I’ll post a “pic of the day” here for my beloved followers.
Until next time, nana and maruru.