When you travel to the most luxurious holiday resort in the world, you travel in style. By private heli-
copter for instance. To my surprise, the pilot on duty is a Dutch woman, and furthermore a Dutch
woman married to a Belgian from Charleroi. A coincidence that leads us to make the usual remarks
about “a small world”. Esther and Matthieu take care of the transfers of passengers between the
various islands. Island-hopping in paradise; not a bad job to have. The low-altitude flight above the
crystal-clear water is an experience in itself. After twenty minutes, we see the contours of Tetiaroa
appear. The situation is nothing if not spectacular. Right in the middle of the deep-blue ocean, a
magnificent coral reef surrounds a turquoise lagoon in which thirteen small sandy islands, known
as the Motu, are strung together like beads on an expensive necklace. A picture postcard image.
Tetiaroa means ‘he who keeps his distance’ in Tahitian. A more than suitable name for this distant
location, because Tetiaroa is in many aspects literally a bit of an outsider.