Chasing The Blue Beyond

 No Pine In PineApple      Big Slick  Ah Suva!, from sea you  looks  so promising, despite the oil slick (right), but in town, it looks like paradise has  committed suicide. I thought cyclone season was over. This is like if that Biggie Smalls rapper met the Afghan Kush,and they had a baby. Many are cold but few are frozen I don’t take issue with being the Morgan Freeman of travel bloggers, never getting the due respect I deserve. After all,    “Sweet dreams are made of these-traveled the world and the seven seas”---this is   as huge in a Lebron James but as annoying in a Rob Lowe sort of way.    Meet Your Meat  “Ed Reif is the Wilt Chamberlin of the high seas, putting up ports of call numbers so high that mere tourist could never come close.” Ed’s Mom Maria Reif It is what it is yet   my   definition of is makes me feel like the Tupac of Paradise’s    Found to the extent that I’m expected to come up with fresh n...

Natural, Lush and Beautiful,Where the hell's Fiji? Near Florida? You can't get any further away before you start coming back. Imagine sailing across the blue waters of the South Pacific, passing by idylic islands, teeming with exotic fish and majestic coral reefs--Oh wait I don't have to use my imagination because my actual perceptions of these events is the event. Bula. Cloudy today with a chance of paradise

 No Rain No Rainbows  Lost in Space - 17th July at 0200 hrs to GMT + 13. We pass over the international date line west bound and there fore lose a day 17th July - 18th July . At 0200 hrs on the 17th July ( Forward 23 hrs ) becomes 0100 hrs on the 18th July Note To S elf: Ships Clocks will be advance by 23 Hours tonight

BBB Going Native Sunshine On The Water Makes Me Happy   Died and went to heaven again on this island , the Strawberry Shortcake of  Paradises! I know both sides because I am both sides:Although I feel like going native  and off the reservation, like Col Kurtz, get a tribal tattoo and join the union of Pacific Islanders, I remain a good soldier like Captain Benjamin Williard (Martin Sheen's)  in Apocalypse Now, on a mission to assassinate such thoughts. How many island paradises   had I already visited ? There was those six that I know about for sure.  But this time it was French Polynesia and Bora Bora . That wasn't supposed to make any difference to me, but it did. Shit … charging a man with being a tourist  in this place was like handing out speeding tickets at the Indy 500. I took the mission. What the hell else was I gonna do? The future is full of possibilities that one must constantly shoot in the head, because if you w...

looks like Snow in Moorea “There was another island! Bali Ha’i was an island of the sea, a jewel of the vast ocean. It was small. Like a jewel, it could be perceived in one loving glance. It was neat. It had majestic cliffs facing the open sea. It had a jagged hill to give it character. It was green like something ever youthful, and it seemed to curve itself like a woman into the rough shadows formed by the greater island of Vanicoro. From two miles distance no seafarer could have guessed that Bali Ha’i existed. Like most lovely things, one had to seek it out and even to know what one was seeking before it could be found.”   Tales of the South Pacific" by James A. Michener Intercontinental Hotel but not as good as last time with Sarah Yellow-Look at the stars / Look how they shine for you / And everything you do / Yeah, they were all yellow / Guava Patrol , and Passion Fruit and Durian and Coco for coconuts-We found it all today on an island hike It's a gift, that's why t...

Papeete, French Polynesia / World Cruise Reprint Tahiti: Travels in Hyperreality Less than twenty-four hours in port—and a paradise already performing its own mythology. See Full Image Show Text Field Note 01 Reprinted from the World Cruise 2011 post . With less than twenty-four hours in port, the locals and the locale are living up to their stereotypes: Tiki-style roofs, tropical gardens, swaying palm trees—and the visual souvenir that, like the postman, always delivers. The beautiful Tahitian women, with raven hair falling nearly to their knees, hand-weave leis effortlessly while wrapping themselves in watercolor-flowered sarongs. This is modern Papeete: a post-colonial suburb of Paris with a ukulele soundtrack. Arrival by Water One thing is certain: they all came ...

Hero's Journey 04 · Foreign Land Paul Gauguin: My First Impression of Polynesia Papeete, paradise, and the uneasy distance between the art we encounter and the places we imagine. See Full Image Show Text Ordinary World The Call Answer the Call Foreign Land Trials The Elixir Papeete · First Impression You Don't Get a Second Chance to See a First Impressionist For some reason, I think of the painting Where Do We Come From? What Are We? as paradise defined. Papeete is not just a distant suburb of Paris, more like a slum of Los Angeles. Yet, when you get away from the urbanization of the port of call, it gets considerably better, like in Moorea and Bora Bora , the two neighboring islands I “first met” when I did the World Cruise back in February. I'll be going there again in a few days. Selling art as an auct...