First Morning in Paradise

Gin and I woke up early the following morning to the sounds of the waves and birds singing. It was already soothing my tired body. It was miles from waking up in brooklyn with police sirens or the sirens of the fire truck. It was pure bliss.

We simply laid in the bed with the doors to our bure open and we let the sound of the waves fill our bure. It was the best view I ever had from my bed. We would lay there on our bed every morning before breakfast and enjoy the music the ocean and the birds created. It was our version of paradise. Bula Fiji!