Like Royalty...

I feel like royalty. We've been on holiday on Bora Bora, a magnificently beautiful place. Yesterday we flew to Tahiti - not too far from Bora Bora and also in French Polynesia. We're in Papeete, the capital city of Tahiti and it's as beautiful as Bora Bora. There's beaches and village shopping and I'm not sure what else yet. I'm both wired and tired from all the holiday activities and the giant squid didn't even have to threaten me with his big paws to take a nap.

I'm currently napping...

I have limited internet access but wanted to let you know all is well. On Bora Bora we had a lot of "couple" time which was glorious. We ate LARGE and often. Some European big-busted bimbo honeymooning with her "daddy" sat at our breakfast table in the hotel a few mornings in a row. She commented that I seem to have a hearty appetite.

"How many meals a day can she eat like that?" Bimbala asked the giant squid simultaneously batting her eyelashes. (I was waiting for one of them to fall in her cereal bowl. If it did, I was going to yell SPIDER and start a riot!)

"She only eats one meal a day," Cowboy answered. "It starts shortly after she wakes up and usually ends when she goes to bed. Sometimes she gets up for a snack in the middle of the night."

There was sudden silence at our table.

Not sure if it's because bimbala was stunned or the fact that I reached over and stuffed a large Danish in the squid's mouth.

Ahh well... He wants me to gain weight and I did put on a few pounds. It seems all of the food establishments we frequented for breakfast had these fresh baked CHOCOLATE donuts with CHOCOLATE icing and stuffed with CHOCOLATE cream. I ate a lot of those before tackling eggs, pancakes and whatever. And... they had CHICORY coffee. Sheer heaven!

French food and Polynesian food - FABULOUS! I pigged out! 'Twas glorious! You could order from the menu or enjoy the continuous buffets!

Cowboy wanted to make sure others got to the buffet before I did. He wanted to be sure there'd be enough food for everyone else and he also said it was embarrassing to hold two extra plates for me but I assured him I could come back and have seconds, etc.

"Only seconds?"

Tsk.

"It's not like I eat like a marine," I reminded him.

"Not just one marine, bambina. More like a entire unit."

Double tsk.

Other than eating... we shopped. Bought great island hats, several sarongs and admired the wonderful island art in quite a few galleries. Interesting sarongs... some cover you from the breasts down, others from the waist and a few only from the hips. Naturally I wanted to know if natives went topless... it seems the waist and hip sarongs were meant for men... tsk. Bought a couple of "hip" ones for me for our private times. Bought one for Cowboy too. That should be interesting to see.

Beach time: Ohhhhhhh my. Very very nice. The squid got a lot of exercise chasing me... mostly at night. He has this annoying problem about my naked dancing but that might be partly his Cornwall-ish ancestry on his father's side. When his Italian mother was still with us, she assured me Cowboy's father was constantly chasing her too. See - it runs in the family.

Then there were the supper clubs and dancing. We did a lot of that. And because we're such a shy couple... we did a few impromptu tangos. A couple of those got the squid hot and bothered...

SWAT!

... so I made sure to repeat all those tango steps when we got back to our room.

I see the squid has been busy making changes to the blog, some nice, others I have to think about. But he DID add the "moon phases" pic on the right side. I thanked him for letting me know when the moon is full because he knows I adore dancing naked under it. He said...

"That's to let me know when to expect you to try to sneak out of the house, imp. A few days before and after - I'll be warming that tush of yours."

Tsk. I shouldn't have thanked him so quickly.

SWAT!

Double tsk.

I know some of you have sent email - my inbox is brimming. I'm not ignoring you. Because of the limited internet access while we're away, I haven't had a chance to read much of my email. We'll be routing home sometime next week - via Hawaii. I'll have more time then to get to it and reply; the rest will have to wait till we're home.

~Sar~