Posts Tagged With: tropical paradise

Introducing the COOK ISLANDS & TAHITI EXPLORER – by Air Rarotonga

Hello travel amigos!

In partnership with Air Rarotonga (the airline of the Cook Islands), I’m happy to present the ultimate in travel escapism to a remote PARADISE ON EARTH like no other, recently filmed in the exotic South Pacific islands of Tahiti and the Cook Islands. My feet are still screaming to be reunited with that silky white sand, and my mind is still encapsulated by those dreamy and intoxicating Polynesian environs…please don’t wake me anytime soon!

Check out the adventure on YouTube:

For more info about these travel packages and to devise your “escape plan” to paradise, please visit:  http://cookislandstahitiexplorer.com

Cheers!

Gringo

 

 

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Protected: Manihiki – “Pearl” of the Cook Islands

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A journey through the Cook Islands

Finally wrapped the editing of my latest feature video, filmed in the Cook Islands back in May. Hope you all enjoy the journey through the wonderful #littleparadise in the South Pacific… 🙂

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Getting ill in a “Tropical Paradise”

I got pretty sick once while I was in Bocas Del Toro, Panama. An “ill”-advised bit of teeth cleaning at the border with some tap water was most likely the culprit. I took one bite of my chicken and rice dish at a local food joint and I had to throw in the towel, as my stomach was the first organ to checkout on whatever schedule I had planned for my weakening body that day. I noticed this little boy who was standing there looking at me with a curious and innocent grin, so I invited him to join me and help me finish my plate (when I say “help me finish”, I really meant “please get this greasy pile of Caribbean grindage away from my face before the waitress is gonna have to call for a mop and some sanitizer at table #12”). Bad shape. This kid eagerly accepted my invitation and kept me great company while I battled fatigue, nausea and frustration with the fact that the only “tropical paradise” I would see for the next 24 hours was a fading logo on his soiled t-shirt. Nonetheless, I made a local friend that day and he got treated to a great meal. That’s all you need sometimes to make your day. Bocas Del Toro

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