By Marcia PilgeramReader Columnist I’ve just returned from escorting a group aboard the m/s Paul Gauguin, a ship I’ve sailed on many times. The French Polynesian scenery is, of course, spectacular. The lagoons are impossibly blue, the islands lush and dramatic, and the sunsets so beautiful they scarcely look real. It’s no wonder these islands have inspired artists and photographers for generations. But after all these voyages, I’ve realized that…
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