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After lunch we headed around to a large cave where the village used to shelter during cyclone season. The cave was about 80m long so plenty of room though not very comfortable. As it is all sediment, the roof tends to cave in during earthquakes. There is even a large clam shell up in the roof that has been exposed.
We went snorkeling off the boat in a little cove that the locals have banned fishing in (more fish for the tourists). They throw some of the left over lunch ...
... until we understand or are in fits laughing at each other. Some interesting stuff i have learnt:
- French people would rather eat soup with a teaspoon than a soup spoon
- 8 o clock is really code for any time before lunch
- 12 noon is really code for anytime after 8 o clock
- When people say yes, they usually mean no. ('Xavier, long gas botel blong oven, hem I fulup gud?' 'Yes'. Actually no, its empty, but that's ok, it's hot in ...
... a daddy movie so I was in the lounge). I though Campbell was about to vomit and Symone needed a bowl but what had happened was so much worse. Campbell had briefly woken up and look at Symone. Then his eyes rolled up into his head and he started convulsing. That was what the screaming was about. Symone rushed him outside where it was marginally cooler and laid him on the grass. His breathing was shallow and his heart beat slow. She ...
... and cook, plate up (like that term? Thank you Master Chef), then clean up afterwards.
She cooked a chicken and rice dish with custard for dessert. I met the brother who heads the translation teams on Tuesday night and asked what he thought of the meal. "Well, we're still here" he said with large grin. Others were a little more forthcoming with praise telling Symone it was delicious. One sister even went back for seconds of dessert.
One Italian brother who is here to start ...
... I'm on holiday :) Only problem is that now I have to remember what we did :)
So what have we been up to?
On Saturday Campbell and I were prijing with a sister who translates at bethel. Her name is Wendy. Later in the morning we accompanied her on some return visits. The fun thing about Vanuatu is that seat belts aren't mandatory. So Campbell was sitting in the back of a little two door hatch with no restraint whatsoever. Just as well Symone wasn't there ...