After the past few days being very wet and windy , the sun had finally come out ready for our trip over to the island. All the village squeezed into Big John’s rather small fishing boat and we set sail towards our destination, fishing line trailing behind us (needless to say, we caught nothing). Once on the beach, towels and books came out and we cracked on with our ever impressive t shirt and ankle tan lines. A couple of us ventured out fishing in the reef with some of the local village kids, who amazed us with their ability to run bare foot over the coral, whilst we were struggling to walk with reef shoes on.
The sun was shining in the sky, and then a big grey cloud appeared over head and the heavens opened. As the TP team ran to the limited shelter available, our lunch was thrown into the fire. This lunch was a pig, who also joined us from the village. The pig was chopped up and it was Ella, Fud, Molly, and Phil’s job of French Plaiting these pieces into palm leaves and putting it into the underground oven (lovo). It smelt amazing but it tasted even better.
After lunch the grog and hop hop started up again and a couple of us jumped into the sea for a spot of snorkelling. The reef absolutely amazed us with its sheer beauty and before we knew it, it was time to go home. On the boat back home, the village boys got the guitars out and we sang our way back to the village. There was even some more grog and hop hop on the boat! This was definitely one of our best days since arriving into the village!