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A sleep in in the morning as we are only heading out for brunch. Rain Tree Cafe, is literally right on the water, two adjoining decks are lapped by the waves as we sit under a thatched roof and have our brunch. Service is slow, but the food and coffee is good, you do not mind waiting as you enjoy the view and the breeze. It only sits about 12 and gets very busy on Sunday morning we are told. It is the first turning after White River.
White River is the place where the "troubles" started in 2003. It is the place we are told not to go to after dark and to drive very slowly during the day. It is a collection of stalls selling Betel Nuts and some selling Coconuts. They cover both sides of the road and people walk from one side to the other avoiding the buses and other traffic occasionally.
There are no communications here and the mobiles go off about 5 minutes after we leave. Returning to the Mendana Regional Prison we arrange to meet in the usual place as Duke and Nemo turn up to say goodbye. Lets have lunch pipes up Ana, so everyone has lunch an hour after brunch, except for me. Duke takes his leave and the rest of us head out to the airport.
Mrs Brady is not travelling well, her feet are no better today.
We get the girls booked in and the departure tax (40 Sol Dol) paid. As we are saying goodbye, Mrs Brady tells us she is really unwell, she feels it is food poisoning, she becomes unsteady on her feet and heads off towards the departure sauna.
Nemo heads home, she lives 2 minutes from the airport. Tweety and I drive down towards the runway on a side road. We see the girls walk out and up the stairs and onto the aircraft. As we turn to drive out we see an eagle soaring above the fields. Isn't nature wonderful? Wish I had a gun!
Tweety and I make separate arrangements for dinner. I think this is the first time I have been alone in a week!
A sleep in in the morning as we are only heading out for brunch. Rain Tree Cafe, is literally right on the water, two adjoining decks are lapped by the waves as we sit under a thatched roof and have our brunch. Service is slow, but the food and coffee is good, you do not mind waiting as you enjoy the view and the breeze. It only sits about 12 and gets very busy on Sunday morning we are told. It is the first turning after White River.
White River is the place where the "troubles" started in 2003. It is the place we are told not to go to after dark and to drive very slowly during the day. It is a collection of stalls selling Betel Nuts and some selling Coconuts. They cover both sides of the road and people walk from one side to the other avoiding the buses and other traffic occasionally.
There are no communications here and the mobiles go off about 5 minutes after we leave. Returning to the Mendana Regional Prison we arrange to meet in the usual place as Duke and Nemo turn up to say goodbye. Lets have lunch pipes up Ana, so everyone has lunch an hour after brunch, except for me. Duke takes his leave and the rest of us head out to the airport.
Mrs Brady is not travelling well, her feet are no better today.
We get the girls booked in and the departure tax (40 Sol Dol) paid. As we are saying goodbye, Mrs Brady tells us she is really unwell, she feels it is food poisoning, she becomes unsteady on her feet and heads off towards the departure sauna.
Nemo heads home, she lives 2 minutes from the airport. Tweety and I drive down towards the runway on a side road. We see the girls walk out and up the stairs and onto the aircraft. As we turn to drive out we see an eagle soaring above the fields. Isn't nature wonderful? Wish I had a gun!
Tweety and I make separate arrangements for dinner. I think this is the first time I have been alone in a week!
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