I felt the loss of my Lonely Planet. I'm not sure when I travelled without one. I'm accustomed to their lay out and I find them easy to navigate. The guidebook is a starting point and a point of reference when I get to my destination, especially if I break my own rules, which I do more often than not, and arrive after dark, which was the case for my arrival in Tahiti. Not only would I arrive after dark, but I'd had no confirmation from my hotel and only a fuzzy understanding of their public transport.
But, there was my Lonely Planet, Gone!
I am an optimist. That and a certain trust, albeit not a blind one, in human nature, and things did work out in the end.
It turned out by the way that there was no public transport, not the kind with schedules and specific stops.
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