In Tonga you are not supposed to do any work on Sunday but unfortunately we are in Fiji so I spent the morning cleaning the fridge. The curry we spilled two weeks ago was actually quite pleasant compared to the two rotten eggs and the spoiled fish blood. Again, this simple task took half the day by the time the freezer unit had defrosted and I could get everything clean.
After that rather unpleasant job, I needed a swim so I joined the boys in a game of water polo. This is such good exercise (as Tim knows) that I feel more energized than tired afterward.
One of the boat captains organized a half dozen tiny Optimist sailboats for the yachties to use. These are square ended dinghies about 8 feet long with a centerboard, a small mast and a simple sail. The sailing is very basic but follows the same rules as any boat. The wind was not strong - which was probably good as the risk of capsizing was low. Low wind presents a different challenge as it hard to make headway. Andy was in one boat and several other yachties in the others as we all tacked back and forth across the anchorage. We spent over an hour testing our sailing skills and I felt pleased that I seemed to do well compared to the others.
We ended up back in the yacht club swapping stories and met a young couple who work on a dive boat. James is from England and Tara is Canadian. They joined us for dinner at a very nice local restaurant that has a live string band (guitars and singing in Fijian). It turns out that Tara also sings so at one point she joined the group and they moved aside and gave her a space. James had told us that she has an amazing voice but his accolades did not do her justice. The restaurant owner invited her back any time.
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