We woke up today knowing it was our last. Kevin, Mom, Dad, and I were determined to do something fun; Korey was content to stay at the place and pack up. The four of us decided to try a place called the Lagoonarium. It was the only place we paid to snorkel. We were allured by the promise of rays and baby sharks. We drove to a little spot of land on the coast and parked the car. A big motorized canoe was waiting offshore and, after we waded to it, the driver took us a few hundred feet to a small motu (island). On the little island there were a few huts where we were told to put our stuff. At 11:30 we got into the water off the coast of the tiny island. It was about 4 feet deep and full of beautiful reef and fish. The tour guide began feeding the fish and immediately we were surrounded by hundreds of them. After about 20 minutes of watching the fish eat, Kevin and I were sure that the ad had lied about the rays and baby sharks. Then, out of nowhere a ray swam up to the man with the food and started climbing up his body to get to the food bucket. Soon after, we saw three 4 to 6 foot long sharks swimming around our group. They slowly got bolder and swam right up next to us to get to the food. It was incredible. Kevin, Mom, and Dad were all able to touch one of the sharks and all four of us were easily able to feel the texture of the ray. After the feeding, we followed a set of ropes out into the reef. The current was very strong so it was necessary to grab the rope and pull yourself forward. Two cups of complimentary hot chocolate later and we were headed back to the rental home to pack for our flight. We caught the last ferry to the main island of Tahiti and had four hours to kill before our flight. The plan was to do a bit of souvenir shopping along the main strip, but everything closed before our 6pm arrival. We got to the airport around 7pm and found two shops, enough to get the few souvenirs we had promised our friends. Back in the waiting area we played ‘Presidents’ until it was time to board and head to LAX. We left Papeete at 10pm August 12th. Eight hours later (during which I watched Dear John) we arrived in Los Angeles at 9am August 13th. From there we caught a 1:30pm flight to Austin where someone I’d been missing picked us up :)
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