The Sticky Return to America
For a little bit of twisted evil to end our trip in Moorea,
I woke up yesterday morning with another set of swollen eyes. Why this is happening
to me, I can’t quite say. But once we’re in Jupiter again, I’m making an
appointment with an allergy doctor. This stuff is no fun. The ER doctor gave me
some extra medicine before we left the hospital, so I popped two of those pills
and Adam retrieved for me from the fridge two small bottle shots of Absolute
Vodka. For icing purposes, of course! I found the first time, that these little
chilled wonders are perfect size for eyeball icing. So, I lay there for a solid
20 minutes before needing to get up
for breakfast and packing. Adam was there the whole time for me, tending to my puffy state. He's the best. Even when I look the worst.
At 11 AM, the hotel orders check-out. Huge bummer. We had to
leave and we had to pay. Haha! When
the bill came, we were pleasantly surprised though. With two free nights of
dinner, 8 complimentary breakfasts, and $70 in free drink credits, we walked
away feeling good about our food expenditures! Hooray. But still, super saddened that we indeed, had spent our last night in Moorea.
And then came the sitting game. Our bus wasn’t scheduled to
pick us up from the hotel until 3:30…and with only fans and a small breeze to
move the warm air in the lobby, Adam and I were sticky, sweaty, and stinky.
During that four hour period, we read, ate lunch, and carved our names into
some Moorean plant.
Conley ‘12
The bus dropped us off at the ferry, and once again, we rode
the giant ship back across the ocean to Tahiti. When we got off this time, the
transit station was buzzing with an overflow of tourists and locals trying to
get back to Moorea.
Our flight to LAX was scheduled to leave at 10:50 PM. We
arrived at the airport at 6 PM – still massively sweaty – with nothing to do
but wait once again. So, we bought a little slushie, plugged in our portable
speaker, and watched Harry Potter run across our screen for 3 hours. That, my
friends, is the best way to kill a little time! (We finished the entire HP
series during our honeymoon. An accomplishment that we’re quite proud of!) Around
9:45 PM, Adam and I decided to get a head start on check-in and immigration. We're getting sick of running late at airports. But why I tricked myself into thinking that the plane departed at ELEVEN 50 and not
TEN 50, I may never know. So, we wandered up to the counter, and the ticketers
were alarmed. They told us we needed to rush immediately and that we were late! Late? “But
our flight leaves at 11:50,” I explained. Apparently, I was gravely mistaken, and if not for our attempt to be early
to immigration, we would probably be stuck in Tahiti forever. (I swear, when it
comes to traveling, Adam and I can never catch a break! Grrrr.)
In our haste, we forgot to remove our change of clothes from
our luggage before checking them in and running for immigration. When we
finally passed through security and could see that we hadn’t missed the plane
after all, I started to tear up. We’d have to spend the next 8 hours on a plane
in the same sweaty and smelly clothes we’d worn the entire day…and that just
got to me for some reason. I hate, hate
smelling like anything other than wonderful. And the feeling of sticky anything
grosses me out. But, we had no choice but to accept the mistake we’d made and
wear the overused clothing. This explains Adam’s face…because he was just as
bummed out as me. (His feet were sooooooo smelly!!!) Thankfully, the plane was quite
chilled and the blankets they offered covered up our yucky stench. Ha! Farewell
Moorea! What a beautiful, much needed, and completely blessed week of newlywed life!
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