Motu Day … the ultimate “wish you were here” postcard.

Motu Day … the experience about which you cannot exaggerate.

Motu Day … a description with words and pictures is insufficient and borders on empty.

Motu Day … priceless


This is a day to unwind, yet absorb. The first tender was at 10:30 and the final return at 5:00. That sounds like SUCH a short time, but the sun, food, snorkeling, and beverages will sap your energy and most folks return to the ship by 3:00 or 4:00.

The day begins with a mad dash to the reefs for snorkeling; it reminded me of the old start to the Le Mans car race. The food is superb, a beach BBQ like none other. And how many other places are you drinking a Mai Tai or Pina Colada from a freshly opened coconut? I’ll have more information later, but this is a day that continues to bring us and so many others back to the Paul Gauguin cruise.

And of course, while onboard I already begin to dream about a return … maybe a back-to-back, but most definitely a Marquesas cruise sometime when I grow up.

We’re now in Bora Bora and ready for our waverunner expedition this a.m. Today should be a special day because we’re scheduled to meet up with best friends from our neighborhood … the Gray family of four that includes one of Oz’s best friends and, most importantly, Meredith’s boyfriend. Mother and Dad know the Grays well but they do NOT know that we are meeting them today! Ngaire’s office helped process the approval for the Grays to visit the ship tonight and have dinner onboard. Tomorrow we will likely spend time at the Bora Bora Pearl where the Grays are staying.

I hear the tender calling.

More soon.

Luke