Pinch me........I'm in Bora Bora

The Bora Bora lagoon We had arrived in Bora Bora and taken a mooring ball (which we almost never do) because anchoring is almost universally prohibited here due both to coral preservation and the depth of the water. The mooring ball attendant drove up in his small power boat. The scene is just like you'd imagine it would be... a good looking, tan, French 20-something dude with Raybans, a relaxed super-cool affect, and, of course, a french hottie sitting next to him sporting that disinterested manner that only French women can pull off. He asked us how long we intended to be in Bora Bora and as we answered "at least 4 weeks" I was struck by how preposterous that is and how fortunate we are to have this life. Four weeks in Bora Bora, unless we decide to stay longer...........definitely didn't see this coming when we moved onto the boat in September of 2011 in Annapolis. In those days we were busy being mystified as to why any white garment getting Chesapeake "water...