Stepping Into Tahitian Waters
My first morning ever in Tahiti. My dream assignment. I was barely awake in an over-water bungalow, and I had only one thing on my mind. I walked out the back, pulled open a curtain and stepped off the deck into the Tahitian water — in my boxers. I’d always wanted to do that. After drying off I thought, “Now what?” My goal was to go beyond the trademark sand and palm trees and find how the islands’ beauty weaves into the people’s lives. One problem, though. My guide didn’t show up. So I got in my rental car and drove, eventually landing on a beach and meeting a man named Francis, who offered to show me the main island’s remote places. Continue.........
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