Monday, May 1, 2017

Feeling French

The room stewards collected everyone passports the other day. It seems the officials from French Polynesia needed   more than the standard passenger list to look at before we entered their country.

I thought that we would certainly get a passport stamp but when the documents were delivered back last night no such stamp was applied, and that is a bummer because all the countries I have been in lately none of them use visa stamps anymore, and the French were my last hope of getting a visa in my renewed passport, that is bare except for a postage stamp from both Australia and New Zealand.

But in spite of not getting a stamp French Polynesia was well worth the quick stop over that the Emerald ship offered.

Bora Bora is where over the now famous over water bungalows were originated, however this lodge appears abandoned and left to the elements.

I did a snorkel trip in Bora Bora out to the coral reef that in no way can compare to the Atlantic reefs I have snorkeled in.

The water though was quite nice, very clear, calm, and a comfortable 82 degrees.

In Papeete the capital of Tahiti we wandered the local markets and discovered actual fast wi fi, but the harbor at night was well worth getting out the photo gear for some long exposure shots.

Our third stop at Moorea was my favorite. The town was small. It has just the right feel of a tropical island, and with its shark tooth mountain probably the most photogenic.

The local pineapple was sweet, the streets clean and the people well they are French, and so the local store only had Perrier and not Pellegrino.

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