We motored over to the marina, just south of the capital city of Papeete. By time we got through the reef and located a spot to anchor, the day was almost done. The place was a parking lot but Brian managed to secure the “Morrison” spot, just in front of the dinghy dock –schweet, schweet.Hitting the ground running, we had just a few short minutes to find our yacht agent so Brian could get his replacement debit card (the one that got eaten in the machine in Sayulita, Mexico). Whew, we just made it, got the package (which I received a b-day card & some cash – thanks Kay!), made an appointment to check in the next day with the yacht agent, and then luckily plopped down at the adjacent restaurant just in time for happy hour. Awesome.
