Before going to Tahiti, the really “out there” exotic travel
destinations—India, parts of Africa, the Middle East—they didn’t really appeal to me. But, since we've been back from Tahiti, I’ve gotten more and more excited to see parts of the world like Thailand, South America and India. This is all proof to me that the more you travel, the more you want to travel. That the desire to travel would overtake even the most anxiety-ridden homebody, if they just gave it a try. For example, prior to seeing Europe. I was pretty much only interested in going to Europe. And of course New Zealand and Australia (because, who isn’t into visiting there?) But because I loved France so much post-Europe, Tahiti started looking like an ideal place to honeymoon (with all the French food, language, wine, etc.) Once we arrived in Tahiti, I realized the area is so much more than France on a tropical island. It’s so unpretentious that ice in your rosé is a no-brainer, so hot that clothes are optional, and I would say the Asian influence is almost as predominant as the French. We rented a car on our last day in Moorea—to drive the only road on the island—and as we drove around, I kept having flash backs to the scene in Forrest Gump where they’re walking through Vietnam. The lush vegetation, the low outrigger canoes, the single, beat up Mobile Exxon Station on the water. Once we got away from the resorts, and started driving around the island, it was definitely a different look. Don’t get me wrong, the beaches and the snorkeling, and the cabanas are amazingly beautiful. It is just a different look once you get out into the real world of the islands. To bring this whole rambling thing to a close. I was never interested in going to Vietnam or Thailand or anywhere in East Asia—not because I didn’t think it was beautiful, for some reason it just didn’t appeal to me. But going to the South Pacific made sparked the interest in me, and made me wonder what a fully Asian island (or continent for that matter) would be like. That really is a magical part of travel. As you explore, you slowly unfold new urges to see the world based on where you’ve been before. I am more convinced than ever that travel is an addiction, and I increasingly want more.
destinations—India, parts of Africa, the Middle East—they didn’t really appeal to me. But, since we've been back from Tahiti, I’ve gotten more and more excited to see parts of the world like Thailand, South America and India. This is all proof to me that the more you travel, the more you want to travel. That the desire to travel would overtake even the most anxiety-ridden homebody, if they just gave it a try. For example, prior to seeing Europe. I was pretty much only interested in going to Europe. And of course New Zealand and Australia (because, who isn’t into visiting there?) But because I loved France so much post-Europe, Tahiti started looking like an ideal place to honeymoon (with all the French food, language, wine, etc.) Once we arrived in Tahiti, I realized the area is so much more than France on a tropical island. It’s so unpretentious that ice in your rosé is a no-brainer, so hot that clothes are optional, and I would say the Asian influence is almost as predominant as the French. We rented a car on our last day in Moorea—to drive the only road on the island—and as we drove around, I kept having flash backs to the scene in Forrest Gump where they’re walking through Vietnam. The lush vegetation, the low outrigger canoes, the single, beat up Mobile Exxon Station on the water. Once we got away from the resorts, and started driving around the island, it was definitely a different look. Don’t get me wrong, the beaches and the snorkeling, and the cabanas are amazingly beautiful. It is just a different look once you get out into the real world of the islands. To bring this whole rambling thing to a close. I was never interested in going to Vietnam or Thailand or anywhere in East Asia—not because I didn’t think it was beautiful, for some reason it just didn’t appeal to me. But going to the South Pacific made sparked the interest in me, and made me wonder what a fully Asian island (or continent for that matter) would be like. That really is a magical part of travel. As you explore, you slowly unfold new urges to see the world based on where you’ve been before. I am more convinced than ever that travel is an addiction, and I increasingly want more.
