Gosh it is Thursday and we leave on the morrow, I could stay right here. Today is a free day so we take out time getting around and then we rent bikes for a ride. The bikes are older and kinda difficult but we are able to do this. Off we go taking our time and of course my camera. We travel for a bit and stop often to just look at the sea and to check the beaches for shells and of course birds. We travel down to where the road starts to climb and there is a beautiful Catholic Church. We stop and check it out and then decide to start back as we have been gone for awhile. Visualize this...the roads are barely wide enough for two cars, yet they give to the bicycle. It was a bit frightening to start with.
On the way back we have stopped to check out the area again and as we start to take off I walk out into the road and as I lift my foot the Velcro strap on my sandal wraps around the chain and throws me to the ground...BAM I am on the pavement..damn did it ever hurt! Up I jump, onto the bike and off I go. It is the same arm I broke and I fear it is broken yet again. All I can think about is getting to the hotel and into my room. Once there I check the arm and determine nothing broken and go to the pool where I work it.
Next morning and my arm hurts like bloody hell. After a dip in the pool we go to get a massage and that was most interesting. My massage person is a young man, about 30, who is in a sarong. He has great hands and does a very good job,however he had started me on my back and when I get my massages I go buff. When he has finished and is ready for me to turn over he just flips the cover off and there I lay, naked as the day I was born and unable to use my arm to turn myself over. I was shocked, and then mortified because I couldn't use my arm to turn and he had to help me. So I am now on my tummy and it is on with the massage. No pictures taken here!
Now we are out of the massage and it is time to check out so we run back to the room and we are locked out. We have to get a maid to let us in so we could get cleaned up and get our suitcases so we could get checked out. we are checked out and now we have all afternoon to wait for out ride. Now on a normal day we could have swam, or went out in the canoe but I am in so much pain that I am not good company. We read, sleep in the sun, discover that the bar has cheeseburgers and fries, and just hang out until our bus takes us to the ferry and then on to the airport where we wait 3 hours for our plane. After 8 hours in the air, we are back on US soil, thru customs, and the Gods are with us because we make an earlier plane and are home 3 hours early.
I love to travel but am always very glad to get home and into my own bed!
THINGS THAT STOOD OUT:
Never expect to get out of Boise on time...Horizon doesn't work that way!
The saying "don't worry be happy" actually applied to the people of Tahiti
I never knew there were so many different types of greens and reds and blues.
I want to be part of a couple...I got really sad watching all the couples (even hought about trying to pick an aussie up but that was a very quick NO...
RoseMary is a great travel companion would take her again in a heartbeat.
We saw 19 different types of birds (that we could id) while in Tahiti
I would go back in a heartbeat!
I liked the Poi as made on Tahiti
I loved the raw Tuna ( can't remember what it was called)
I was very glad to be home
Can hardly wait for my next adventure..where and when shall it be?
On the way back we have stopped to check out the area again and as we start to take off I walk out into the road and as I lift my foot the Velcro strap on my sandal wraps around the chain and throws me to the ground...BAM I am on the pavement..damn did it ever hurt! Up I jump, onto the bike and off I go. It is the same arm I broke and I fear it is broken yet again. All I can think about is getting to the hotel and into my room. Once there I check the arm and determine nothing broken and go to the pool where I work it.
Next morning and my arm hurts like bloody hell. After a dip in the pool we go to get a massage and that was most interesting. My massage person is a young man, about 30, who is in a sarong. He has great hands and does a very good job,however he had started me on my back and when I get my massages I go buff. When he has finished and is ready for me to turn over he just flips the cover off and there I lay, naked as the day I was born and unable to use my arm to turn myself over. I was shocked, and then mortified because I couldn't use my arm to turn and he had to help me. So I am now on my tummy and it is on with the massage. No pictures taken here!
Now we are out of the massage and it is time to check out so we run back to the room and we are locked out. We have to get a maid to let us in so we could get cleaned up and get our suitcases so we could get checked out. we are checked out and now we have all afternoon to wait for out ride. Now on a normal day we could have swam, or went out in the canoe but I am in so much pain that I am not good company. We read, sleep in the sun, discover that the bar has cheeseburgers and fries, and just hang out until our bus takes us to the ferry and then on to the airport where we wait 3 hours for our plane. After 8 hours in the air, we are back on US soil, thru customs, and the Gods are with us because we make an earlier plane and are home 3 hours early.
I love to travel but am always very glad to get home and into my own bed!
THINGS THAT STOOD OUT:
Never expect to get out of Boise on time...Horizon doesn't work that way!
The saying "don't worry be happy" actually applied to the people of Tahiti
I never knew there were so many different types of greens and reds and blues.
I want to be part of a couple...I got really sad watching all the couples (even hought about trying to pick an aussie up but that was a very quick NO...
RoseMary is a great travel companion would take her again in a heartbeat.
We saw 19 different types of birds (that we could id) while in Tahiti
I would go back in a heartbeat!
I liked the Poi as made on Tahiti
I loved the raw Tuna ( can't remember what it was called)
I was very glad to be home
Can hardly wait for my next adventure..where and when shall it be?
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