It turns out that, as usual, the participants on Trip Adviser were mostly right – the hotel rooms are in need of updating, but the gardens are lovely.
Even this early the morning is hot and still, so we take time for a leisurely breakfast along the water where we watch a small group of racers practicing their technique.
This is the perfect tropical restaurant and I could sit here all day.
The common wisdom is to avoid the island of Tahiti and just head off to the rest of French Polynesia, but it looks to me like there is a bit of paradise right here. How could it get any better?