Ever since I was small and read R L Stevenson’s Treasure Island I wanted to travel and get as far away from freezing cold, wet and windy, dull and dreich Edinburgh as possible. So, when I got the chance to work in the Republic of Kiribati – a necklace of coral atolls straddling the equator, with turquoise lagoons, swaying palm trees, pleasantly warm without humidity, tempered by balmy winds and inhabited by the friendly, lovable Micronesian people – I jumped at it. Adventure here I come!
However, I would be telling fibs if I said every day on my South Sea Island of Romance had been an adventure. Far from it. Most days were like most days anywhere ie: work (which in my case was teaching) followed by some rest and relaxation and sleep – and not a pirate or swashbuckler in sight. And I would be telling more fibs if I said there were no problems on my Treasure Island. While enjoyable most of the time, living in the middle of the Pacific, on the route to nowhere, on a coral atoll (which is basically a long strip of sand covered in coconut palms) was not always easy. What do you think the hardest things were to get used to? I’ll let you know if you’re right in my next blog post in a few days
ps: If you got the chance to live on a South Sea Island of Romance, would you take it?
middle photos courtesy of Lagoon Breeze Lodge