First class is awesome. You could be lying pretty much entirely flat, eating a freshly-made hot fudge sundae, drinking a glass of port. It was ridiculous. I'd take that 7.5 hour flight over any 2-hour flight smashed in the center seat in a heartbeat.
So, we got to the hotel, walked on the beach some, and were promptly exhausted (yay 5-hour time difference).
We did manage to take some photos this evening, and if you're reading this we managed to post them before passing out. Hooray for us! Enjoy!
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