Why would I go to Amaile? I don't know...I mean who is going two thirds of the way to New Zeiland just to sit around, eat funky food and such?
You get to Amaile in one of three ways. One, your born here..simple enough. Two, you join the peace corps...do they still exist? And three, the funny one, you pass out drunk on the deck of a ship to depart in a week that "accidentally" departs that afternoon. I know it was early, but that should make it safer right?
Well anyway, after begging for my life I get a job on the ship. Cleaning the ship doesn't seem like a tough thing to do. Wrong! I was actually better off falling in during that horrible storm.
Anyhow, I end up in sexy Samoa.
Sexy...well sexy like a giant dude in a sarong trying to touch "the area covered by my bathing suit." Suffice to say, this would be a gay polyneasian fetishists paradise.
No wonder I have neber met one before, they live here!
Oh, my computer time is up. Wish me luck, you have no idea 'bout the food.
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