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🇬🇧 Sun, stingrays and suitcase struggles Last night in Huahine, we treated ourselves to one last stroll into “town”—if you can call two streets and a pontoon that. Destination: the Yacht Club restaurant. As always, packed with people pretending they’ve … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 Dolphins, burgers and the Mexican mayhem Last night, in a rare burst of energy (possibly fuelled by the thrilling memory of raw fish for lunch), we decided to go out. Yes, you read that right — shoes were worn, … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 Of coco bread, coral mishaps and cocktail intentions Despite our commendable commitment to an early bedtime (a rare and noble sacrifice on vacation), the morning didn’t exactly start with birdsong and yoga on the veranda. Instead, I woke up … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 Crabs, cyclones & croissants This morning, I rise before the rooster. And let me tell you, that smug feathery alarm clock was not amused to be upstaged. But needs must—we’ve got a pre-dawn rendezvous with a hire car return, … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 Vanilla, rhum and wallet regrets Second (and tragically, last) full day on Taha’a, aka The Island of Sweet Scents and Empty Wallets. Today’s mission: vanilla shopping. Why? Because although we still have pods from two years ago lounging lazily … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 Sharks, rays & rain dodging in paradise (Subtitle: Finding Nemo, Losing Wifi) 5 AM. The drumroll of torrential rain on our lovely Polynesian bungalow roof yanked me from my dreams. I’d love to tell you it was soothing, but … Continue reading →

Draft Planes, pickups and pints of Hinano Let me preface this by saying 6am is not a civilised time for anyone to be awake voluntarily unless you’re a fisherman, a bird, or someone deeply committed to watching the sunrise with … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 Of sharks, cheese and ghost hotels Last night, we dined in style—or at least in darkness—at the illustrious Cook’s Bay Hotel, which is a mere 20-minute drive away if you enjoy hairpin turns in pitch blackness with the occasional … Continue reading →

🇬🇧 Sharks, punch and the eternal battle with jet lag 🪸 I have made a stunning discovery: I love sleeping under a “moustiquaire.” Not just because it saves me from becoming a human buffet for mosquitoes (which, believe me, is … Continue reading →

DRAFT 🇬🇧 Singing in the rain (and the jacuzzi) They say when it rains, it pours. In Moorea, it auditions for Broadway. I woke up at the ungodly hour of 3 a.m., courtesy of either jet lag or the Polynesian … Continue reading →