Island Life.

Island life is waay different from any other form of life anywhere else. Fist of all, you don’t get bored here. You get lazy. You can always go to the beach- swim, snorkel, read, walk, kayak, or just lay on the sand and admire the scenery. Then you can hike, around the island, up the 600m peaks, which is supposed to give you a great view of the lagoon (and which is definitely on my to-do list), you can explore the motu and the main island, visit marare (old worshipping grounds), the old WW2 cannons on the hills, bike around, fish, or take the daily shuttle to Moupiti (a smaller island like bora) or Taha’a and Raiatea (Ancient religious islands and stuff).



SO there’s no lack of things to do… there’s only a lack of motivation. Everything and everyone slows down when you’re at the beach. Pressing things suddenly don’t seem so stressful, schedules are just a rough guide, time is there for the taking. The beauty of it is you can do any of this stuff whenever you feel like it… feel like a quick swim? Walk down to the water… hungry for lunch? Go have a picnic (picnic, nadja…) on the beach. And there’s always time to do this stuff, so if one day you just wanna lay in bed and stare at the ceiling… fine. You’re not losing out on anything. The only thing I can’t really get to happen is have two goddesses feed me chocolate grapes while I’m laying in a bed of freshly picked pillows… but I’m working on that.