A small band, set up just behind our captain, rattled out the obligatory steel drum soundtrack as we sailed closer to our destination of Honeymoon Beach. Seeing the crescent sliver of shoreline, tranquil and still, made my nerves tingle. The next hour was bliss. Swimming, sipping another Presidente, lying beneath swaying palms and dozing at magical intervals.
"This is actually really fun," said my son, who turned 13 this very day, who at first was unconvinced of our morning excursion but now happily embraced the delights of the Legendary Kon Tiki Sightseeing & Beach Cruise. It was a family celebration we won't soon forget, in total a three-hour reprieve that seemed timeless in the moment yet all too fleeting as it disappeared like a cheery ghost, an echo of pleasure we'll pack up and carry with us from this day forward.