Hey folks- what was I complaining about? I cant remember now> Why did I want to escape heaven, just goes to show you I have no brain. There were definitely worse places to get stuck in than Lifou. I missed my ferry last Friday, and after debating to take the plane or not, I stayed on til Monday with a price reduction from the manager at the hotel, and I did get a few free dinners out of the deal as well. After a couple of days doing nothing- really just listening to the waves crash all day, I got the ferry on Monday back to Noumea.
All said and done, I had some nostalgia pains to leave my little perfect beach, the peace of the island, the perfect sunny days. The ferry Betico was a nightmare- crowded, no place to lay down and went 5 times faster than the Havannah so people were puking everywhere.
I had a quick night in Noumea at the hostel before catching the bus to the airport. I found myself wandering around lost in space and almost missing my flight. Was I really on true island time? So little cognitive demands lately especially in the French world, its easy to zone out.
Ive been transported back to traffic and malls and Auckland, albeit a little fatter and with a wicked sunburn. Hopefully will be able to get some rides in before departing Saturday. Its actually nice to be back in NZ, although I like the beach, the all croissant diet and no cycling didn't do much for my figure so better not to get too lazy.
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