TAHITI!!

TAHITI! I can hardly believe it. Garen and I are about to sail into the port of Papeete after 5,000 plus miles across the South Pacific. As I write this, it doesn't seem real. A distant daydream that was not all that long ago.

We saw plastics strewn across remote islands, plucked buckets and other plastic flotsam out of the remotest waters in the South Pacific, saw a smattering of fish where there should have been hundreds, and corals that were in rough shape. 

We also saw blue-footed booby birds, swam in 13,000 feet of water, more stars than I'll likely ever see in my life, many sunsets and sunrises, strangers faces that became life-long friends, and clear, deep blue Pacific Ocean for as far as the eye could see for thousands of miles. 

There are many aspects of living on the boat that I will not miss. Many of which I have made an attempt to be candid, and hopefully humorous about in my previous posts. 

But the memories I'll carry from sharing my days with friends like Jason and Colleen,

and Jess and Kit will stay with me for the rest of my life. 

Tahiti is truly a sight for sore eyes. But as we get ready to scatter across various islands in this archipelago, I certainly feel like one of the luckiest people on earth. I did this with the help of so many kind hearted people. Most of all, with the love and support of my husband Garen. 

It saddens me to get to this post in our expedition. I do have one or two more land-based adventures to share with you once we get ashore. Thank goodness there's a little more time in our journey. I'm not ready for it to end just yet.