Coconuts Beach Club
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- Conference facilities
- Babysitting service
- Swimming pool
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... Sua Trench. There's a large hole about 100' deep where people can climb down and swim in the water. One guy dives off a platform about half way down while we're there. I would have gone down but there's not enough time and I have no company. We take a few pictures on the grounds above the surf and leave. We make several other stops on our way to Tafatafa Beach where our lunch is waiting for us. The food is prepared at a hotel and warmed up on a beachside ...
... s a high possibility of a storm. A few minutes walking the trail and I've reach the coast line. The waves roll in, playing the cliffs like a drum (So much for a storm). I follow the trail further, through the pandanus forest that lines the black, volcanic rock cliffs that are the coastline. Peering over the edge, I watch the water churning violently below. The ocean rushes up the cliff face to perspire all over me. It's cool and refreshing... A salt spray ...
... think the bus is full. An entire primary school may crawl through the windows and fill the last gaps of air remaining. Also expect from what I describe as the worst dj's in the world to be playing on full decibels the whole way (a 90 minute bumpy ride). It’s quite interesting how they take American songs, add some jingly coconut beats and put them together in a blender. I think the younger kids have adapted here to these sounds to put them straight to sleep. I hopped in one ...
... was some discussion about taxi fees. I hadn't paid going and I wasn't sure who my taxi driver was. It turned out it was this one and he wanted more money - not from them - but from me. I had to try to hurry to get my money out of the safe to pay him and to pay back the young German fellow - which I did. I am debt free again.
Back in my fale, I try to reorganize my stuff - wet clothes, dirty clothes, salty clothes, used batteries, ...
The driver - whose name means warrior - not sure how it is spelled or pronounced - talked a lot as he drove from the airport to Dave Parker's. I don't know how much I absorbed. He is the mayor of his village high on a volcano and he is the champion of cleanliness: rubbish collection, clean toilets, roadside gardens, and one other thing. He says young women called him Mr. Toilet. We came up past his volcano and over a ridge where he says all the ...