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June 28th, 2011 that was our anniversary we were orchestrating a peregrination to Tahiti. We had been together for 8 years. We had some quandaries, but what espousement didn't. The day we were supposed to leave I peregrinated home early. I went to the bedroom to pack my bags, as I reach for my bag an envelope fell on the floor. I pick it up it had my denomination on it. I fell on the corner of the bed and open it curious to what it might verbalize as I opened it. A thousand feelings rush through my soul what can It verbalize, what would it be. With the letter opened in my hand, I commence reading. Dear, Leslie I've been wanting to verbally express this for a while. I'm no longer in love with you anymore I feel like I'm drowning in this relationship and I cerebrate we should get a divorce. My heart sunk I commenced crying. As I sat there for hours crying and endeavoring to understand, I look to the left and on the nightstand was my ticket to Tahiti. Why waste a good ticket right? so I grabbed the ticket, finish packing my bag and caught a cab. I got to the airport to check-in my bags. I embarked on the plane. I started to think, what went wrong, what could have possibly been so lamentable that he would optate to divorce after 8 years cerebrations ran through my head as I verbalized on that plane for virtually 14 hours I realized there was only one ticket on the nightstand. What if he's in Tahiti, what will I verbalize, what will I do? my chest got cumbersomely hefty and I commence to take short breaths. I guess the flight attendant noticed my stress and offered me a drink or two. Seconds passed, minutes and then hours. The plane was finally Landing. A spunky yet regaling voice came on the loudspeaker. “Ladies and gentlemen, Coast is clear welcomes you to Tahiti. The local time is 6:00 am. For your safety and the safety of those around you, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened and keep the aisles clear until we are parked at the gate. The Captain will then turn off the “Fasten Seat Belt” sign, indicating it is safe to stand. Please use caution when opening the overhead compartments and removing items, since articles may have shifted during flight.” And always remember there may be 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover, but there are only four ways to leave this plane. Then I heard a small chuckle. Did I really just hear that I'm losing it I must have had too much to drink. Exiting the plane I felt anxious. I picked up my bags from the baggage area, walk out the glass doors and flag down a cab. Not long after we made it to the hotel. The concierge attendant grabs my bags. the had a big smile and it seemed to soften my heart just a little. I wasn't sure what to expect since my husband had reserved the room for us both. I approached the counter and said reservations for Leslie Turner. Mrs. Turner, the clerk said fumbling over his words. We weren't expecting you, Mr. Turner said you wouldn't become. Let me check you in right away. Headed to the elevator, I begin to have a small panic attack. I looked at the Bellman and said could you please drop my bags off I think I need some breakfast I don't feel so well. I tipped him and proceeded to the lounge. After breakfast I decided to go get a massage, I felt so tense and so stressed. Finally around 11 a.m. I decided to head to the room, when I walked in no one was there I took a shower put on my swimsuit and headed to the beach. When I got to the beach there was a commotion an accident had happened. Someone had been hurt badly when I walked over there to see what was going on. I saw a man lying in the sand it was my husband he really was drowning in our relationship.