This was a very bad day for me. We were in the very last seat on the bus, sandwich-like, and my coughing started and I just couldn't stop. It was hurting and very scary because I couldn't catch my breath, and I was also trying to die quietly! Oh my! Finally the lady in front of me said, "Dearie, would you like a sweet?" And it turned out she is a heavy smoker who sounded just like me when she coughed! I did manage to stop, but I was nervous the rest of the day that something would kick start it again!
I was very worn out and the tour was rather boring, but there was a high point...a magnificent waterfall in a glen of fern and lush bamboo and other plantings. It was beautiful, but really, I was just too miserable to fully appreciate it. I pretty much stayed semi conscious on the bus after that and left the photography to Jeff. We rested for a while after getting back to our mother-ship, then headed back out for "dinner by food truck". I couldn't taste my poulet citron at all while Jeff enjoyed his broccoli poulet.
While I was talking to Jeff, a small critter with a long tail grabbed a crumb of something and headed in my direction under our table. I screeched, then explained to Jeff why. Any shred of interest in my food was gone.
With that finished the sun was done too. We sat for a few minutes then headed to the truck serving crepes and waffles. We ended up waiting more than an hour in pouring rain for our order to be taken, then filled. Mine was apricot, Jeff's was Oreo with chocolate ice cream and Chantilly...(whipped cream). Ahhhhh. Regarde! Amour and every other French word I know!
At the end of the evening, soaked, sleepy, sick, and bummed...I told Jeff I was going to skip Moorea's excursion in the morning. We'll see what tomorrow brings after some solid sleep!
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