I had a revelation this morning.
Yesterday I was reminded of the Colin Hay song Beautiful World.
I received a response from the High Commission of French Polynesia. “Your permission to leave has been denied.” WTF?
Paradise, bliss, heaven, nirvana, whatever you may call it, I was one step closer. Free at last, free at last, God almighty I was free at last. I had discovered Soap Time.
I felt a little like Long Duk Dong trying quiche for the first time in Sixteen Candles.
Travel can be boring and also very lonely. Especially in countries where I don’t speak the language.