Because it took so long for us to add photos to our past two entries (please check them out), I was going to treat you to an entry with nothing BUT photos. However, the photo gods continue to hate us, and I cannot post Tahiti photos at this time, so I´ve given up on the photos-only idea altogether. Tahiti in a nutshell: Air Tahiti is a dream, and if you ever go to French Polynesia, try to score a flight with them. We arrived at the airport, and the greeting was what I associate Hawaiian greetings in movies: pretty smiling chicks handed you flowers and a band of little old men played traditional music. As we were figuring out how to get from the airport to our hostel, two young, lost-looking Swedes asked Kate where she
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