Landing on an island in French Polynesia is already an unforgettable experience. Tahiti Air connects Tahiti with the other islands. These small planes carry about fifty passengers every day from one little paradise to another, offering during the flight an amazing landscape over the islands.
My first flight, from Tahiti to Raiatea, has not been very lucky. The clouds covered the sight, but on the occasionally loopholes we enjoyed the thousands shades of blue which in concentric circles surround the lush little portions of land.
Once on Raiatea, a taxi-boat from the hotel came to pick us up and took us to Taha’a Island. On our first day we visited a cultivation and harvest centre of black pearls. What a magnificent sight! The pearls’ cultivation process may last even eleven years, and the price for such a jewel is therefore extremely elevated.
Before lunch time we embarked again and went for a snorkelling session in these wonderful waters. We swam with a number of different fishes, an dream experience for whoever enjoys this kind of activity, and could have spent hours pursuing them without, the time to move over came fast.
Then, our boat took us on a motu, a little sand island, usually uninhabited, filled with coconut palms and crabs and surrounded by an incredibly transparent sea. We spent here the afternoon eating fish, lulled by the sound of the waves, under an intense but kind sun.
Finally, we arrived at our hotel, Taha’a Private Island and Resort Spa, a dream place on a private motu with an exceptionally luxuriant vegetation. The resorts comprises overwater suites and villas and is a favourite destination for honeymoons, but during the summer it also hosts a number of tourists, mostly Italian, French, Japanese, Brazilian and American.
And this was just the beginning of my journey…