A short few days on an island that should be mandatory to be the place that you have a holiday after a holiday. Get me?
Most holidays include activities such as: going to museums, having adventures, taking long walks around cities, exploring temples, cathedrals, castles and grand homes. We have holidays that are busy, intense, full of meeting new people and generally enjoying time out from the 'normal' life.
The over water fales - that's my little house on the water in the foreground.
But when you need a holiday of the old-fashioned sort - one where you sleep when the urge comes on, eat whenever you feel like it and swim because there's a perfect beach underfoot.
That's Samoa. I headed there for a few days and suddenly became a vegetable. I arrived at 6am after the overnight flight from Sydney. Checked in to Coconuts Resort
http://www.samoa.travel/accommodation/a2/Coconuts-Beach-Club--Resort-and-Spa
has an early breakfast and went to sleep for four hours. Woke in a daze, and went walking on a palm-tree fringed beach, then walked into the sea - perfect aquamarine colour and clear to the sandy bottom. Dinner, sleepy again and back to bed.
Next day drove the island to see the pretty villages that would put any "Tidy Town' show off to shame. Clipped gardens, tropical plants and colourful painted village meeting houses.
Back to Coconuts for an afternoon nap, swim and then dinner . . .
Last day - visit to Apia, the big smoke, and a meander through Robert Louis Stevenson's home.
A few snaps of the the crazily coloured buses - they are tops, and back to eat, sleep and swim.
It's all about having a holiday after a holiday.
Most holidays include activities such as: going to museums, having adventures, taking long walks around cities, exploring temples, cathedrals, castles and grand homes. We have holidays that are busy, intense, full of meeting new people and generally enjoying time out from the 'normal' life.
The over water fales - that's my little house on the water in the foreground.
But when you need a holiday of the old-fashioned sort - one where you sleep when the urge comes on, eat whenever you feel like it and swim because there's a perfect beach underfoot.
That's Samoa. I headed there for a few days and suddenly became a vegetable. I arrived at 6am after the overnight flight from Sydney. Checked in to Coconuts Resort
http://www.samoa.travel/accommodation/a2/Coconuts-Beach-Club--Resort-and-Spa
has an early breakfast and went to sleep for four hours. Woke in a daze, and went walking on a palm-tree fringed beach, then walked into the sea - perfect aquamarine colour and clear to the sandy bottom. Dinner, sleepy again and back to bed.
Next day drove the island to see the pretty villages that would put any "Tidy Town' show off to shame. Clipped gardens, tropical plants and colourful painted village meeting houses.
Back to Coconuts for an afternoon nap, swim and then dinner . . .
Last day - visit to Apia, the big smoke, and a meander through Robert Louis Stevenson's home.
A few snaps of the the crazily coloured buses - they are tops, and back to eat, sleep and swim.
It's all about having a holiday after a holiday.
