Mare’s crystal seas and stretches of white sand speak for itself. It was an uncomplicated, relaxing day. Children singing and dancing welcomed us before we boarded the bus to Yejele Beach (bus transfers need to be purchased through the ship). Snorkeling is a must and so is simply forgetting all your cares in the world. Continue reading
Fine fog lingered over the Island as our ship approached land, not exactly the image your mind projects when you covet an Island escape. Again, a tender boat transported all onto Lifou; every time I am in a tender boat, my mind drifts to the unlikely event of an evacuation and having to find refuge in this tiny vessel with a substantial amount of people, what do we eat? Is food hidden somewhere?As our feet touched down on Lifou, a mist still draped it’self over us and then cleared, although the clouds still remained in view, the ocean did not surrender to the grayness overhead, continuing to project staggering hues of blue. Continue reading
A city on an Island. It’s palm trees, picturesque beaches and a bit little french, maybe a little more. We received a bonjour from every local, waves from carefree children, consumed a baguette and stopped at Maccas for a quick stop on our walk.
Every shade of blue. Water as soothing as a bath. Bleached sand. What more could your heart desire for an Island escape. We only booked one excursion through the ship and that was the tour on Noumea, for the others, including the Isle of Pines, our attitude was ‘we’ll see when we get there.’
Cruising was gaining popularity among our fellow Australians, I had already followed the masses to Hawaii the year earlier and had taken the path less traveled to Syria, Lebanon and Jordan in the past. My travel buddies and I began to contemplate whether we should follow suit and join the hoards of people holidaying on board cruise ships, although hesitant that we were possibly joining a potential trend that was no more than a novelty.