Saturday, December 5, 2015
Today we went snorkeling. After morning errands we drove to a beach not
far from here where we picked up a little shuttle boat to go to Hideaway
Island, close to the main island of Efate.
This ride is free, but if you want to get off the boat, you have to
pay. There is a restaurant there to get
eats, lounge chairs to sit on next to the sea.
There is sand, then solid coral.
There are steps into the sea, or you can just waddle down to the water
slipping down the coral. The water was
refreshing and clear and the coral reefs were so close to the shore you didn’t
have to go far if you didn’t want to.
The fishes were plentiful and all sizes and colors and the coral was
beautiful in places too. The most
stunning thing we saw was a solid-colored beautiful, blue starfish. This was
such a great day; one more couple met us there, E/S Stevens, the office
couple—poor babies, they were in Auckland for 4 months and then got sent to
‘paradise’ she said... Afterwards we
drove up to the top of a look-out point to see some of the lagoons and shores
and lands in between—it is so magnificent here.
Ferry boat to Hideaway Island
Lounge next to the beach. Note the sand, then it turns to bleached
coral and shells.
The locals don’t bother
to go to the island; they just jump in right there on the main island, and the
water is fine!
Hideaway Island sports
an underground post office. I am not
sure how it works, but you dive under the water to get there. And someone retrieves your mail I guess. I forgot to ask.
There were a couple of
yachts floating near Efate. Up on the
hill there are several very large homes owned by people that are not
islanders.
We are sleepy from our day in the
water and the sun. E/S Leben have been
so busy they rarely take a day off, so it was also a treat for them. They have children coming on the 15th,
so they will be taking a little time off with them, or at least she will be if
Elder Leben has to keep working with Jim.
I can’t stand much more
suffering…
Love, from Hideaway Island.
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