Home sweet home...

14 hours train ride and not the most exciting landscape.... but I survived and made it to Central Sydney where I took the City Train to the airport. My plane was planed for 9am the next morning. I fell asleep on the floor by other tourists who were waiting for their next day flight as well. It felt like we were all one, watching for each other without words said... "passport please"... a police woman yelled at us, sounded like she felt pleasure waking us up in the middle of the night to check our identity. I woke up three hours before departure, register and wander around the airport, then enter the airplane for Auckland... couple hours later, watching some movies and having a good lunch, we were landing in Auckland. My last world trip plane ride... a dream achieved.... I sat by a young guy from Marquesas and felt the warm heart of my country in his soul, his voice, his gesture, his attitude... I was closer to home than ever... we shared our year memories, we laugh and talked like we knew each other for ever...
The planed landed in the night, I was thinking about my parents, the surprise I was eager to make them... I came out of the gates, passport checked and backpack on... some familiar faces here and there, welcoming me... sitting by a pole I saw my dad's friend, Emmanuel, who couldn't believe to see me here... he had an extra flower ley, meant to be for me as I wished for it... I stayed at his house, on the top of a mountain, I could see Moorea, on the corner, hear the ocean hitting the reef... everything is alive around me, catch all my senses, flowers of all colors... beautiful late dinner, a shower and sleep finally, in a bed...

Emmanuel dropped me at the ferry, I met friends, talked to her the whole way, get on the road to hitch hike home. First car stop and drive me close enough to my house... I enjoyed walking a little bit, feeling the earth under my feet, the ground that hold me since I was born... A friend pick me up and drives me all the way home... happy to help... The dogs seems to recognize me and stay quiet to my demand... I walk slowly in my dad's office and he can't believe his eyes... my mom is happy but apologize for not have changed the curtains.... so thoughful and caring, my parents are incredible and I'm so proud of them, love them so dearly. Sleeping in my bed that night never felt so relieving, to simply be able to sleep somewhere without feeling indebted...

Couple weeks have passed since I arrived... I went back surfing and couldn't believe how warm the water is... I forgot how confortable I could feel in our waters at anytime of the day and night, I missed it so much... Surfed with my friends, happy to be surrounded by friends, having fun on the ocean... fruits to feed my soul and heart, sun burning my skin... delirious fever, trip to Huahine, week end on the turquoise lagoon with Kyber, meeting friends from Huahine, sail back to Moorea with Andrian, orange sunset under the clouds by Raiatea, moon rising over the cloudy horizon, silent dreams under a stary sky, so close to the ocean, surrounded by sparkling wakes....

Wake up with Moorea backlit by the rising sun, she is dramatic, she is beautiful, she is unique, that's where I am from... and that's where I come back everytime my heart will call for home...

Nature is my best friend... she makes me forget/forgive how, us, human, can be hurtful to each other and to her. She remindss me to be humble, to respect and love what surrounds me...

May we live in harmony and symbiosis with our surrounding nature, may we all realize where we live and how lucky we are to be here, now...

Love to you all

Poema and a zillion of mosquitos... in Moorea... :)