Day 4 of RTW trip: Mo’orea, French Polynesia
There were both rainbows and clouds on this particular day. Let’s start with the rainbows.
🌈: I swam with black tip reef sharks🦈. I swam with stingrays and fishes🐠🐟 (stingrays literally cuddle you, btw, especially if you have food). I learned about the poisonous stonefish (10x more poisonous than the cobra🐍) and how if you step on one, you can immediately kill 30-40% of the poison by lighting the infected area with fire or.. peeing on it😳. I got drinks with some friendly folks. Someone gave me a beautiful hat that will never be removed from my head.👒
🌦: I cried really hard for the first time on this trip. I’m at a hostel and in the morning, my housemates were having a conversation in French and all shared a laugh, the same laugh. Why did it feel like they were laughing at me? Later on, when I was on the tour for the fishes, the first question I was asked was “where is your husband?” The tour guide showed us how to wrap a traditional Polynesian dress and made a joke about dragging your wife to the bedroom “even if she says no.” Everyone laughed. Not me. A woman showed me a picture of a giraffe she hunted and killed in Africa.🦒I try to be polite to all types of life but I nearly spit out my drink. It put me in a situation where I can stand up or keep quiet and I’m not good at the latter. I got back to my hostel and the first comment was “hm, interesting hat.” Am I missing the punchline?
Nothing detrimental happened but feeling like an outcast all day, I guess, broke me. I let my paranoia get the best of me. By the end of the day I felt like I was the punchline that I wasn’t getting which was why I was the only one who wasn’t laughing. I am not saying any of this to complain, I’m sharing this to keep an honest and open forum in which to remind you that not everyday is going to be easy. But there will always be some rainbows if you look hard enough🌈