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Read more: 151. Sending back what the optimist ordered151. Sending back what the optimist ordered
I have been to Fiji eight times. Eight. Not once did it rain more than what we all know as a sun shower. I want that on the record before I tell you what Samoa did to us. This trip was a gift. Literally. Five years ago, the Latino left Argentina, left his family, his job,…
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85. Just the three of us.
Read more: 85. Just the three of us.I took an early morning walk today. My plan was to stride it out on the beach, get my heart rate up a little, then make a rare appearance at the pool – which would be empty but for me star fishing in the middle of it. This was a good plan. But I wasn’t…
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84. Important new french phrases I have learned whilst in Tahiti.
Read more: 84. Important new french phrases I have learned whilst in Tahiti.
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83. A glimpse of the beautiful man.
Read more: 83. A glimpse of the beautiful man.To better understand the island we are holidaying on, I chose a quad bike adventure for my boy and me today. People get killed on them I know, but I figured Albert Tours wouldn’t have a business if they sent people home in boxes. I’d driven one on a Bay of Islands shoot a couple…
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82. Accidental aerobics
Read more: 82. Accidental aerobicsI’d seen an exercise class at the end of the jetty late yesterday afternoon, and it looked pretty idyllic. There were about ten people and they were on their bums and their arms were stretched to the gods. That looks like a bit of me I thought. So I rocked up at 5 today, joining…
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81. Being grateful.
Read more: 81. Being grateful.I chose Moorea for Cody and I to settle for a while, as I had heard Bora Bora was permanently awash with honeymooners. I thought there’d be more likelihood of Mr Sociability hooking up with other school holidayers his age on the big island. (Correction: don’t say hooking up Mum, that means, like, get with,…
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80. Man overboard?
Read more: 80. Man overboard?She’s parked in front of our bungalow, a solo chick on a tandem kayak, just floating and bobbing and staring out to sea. I love this kind of shit. I love this kind of shit because I enjoy a good supposition. I wonder what’s going on for her to be draping her kayak with melancholy…









