86 Days to go.
Well we arrived a week ago and I have managed to spend only a short time alone. I have not eaten any sweet things since I left home on Friday 7th. I have cut down my diet coke intake to less than 1 can a day and coffee is also around the same intake. I am drinking lots of water. I do not like water.
Tweety and I meet up with Nemo at Rain Tree Cafe. She is having breakfast with Mr and Mrs Baby Nemo and Baby Nemo. They are heading off on their own today and Nemo and Tweety and I are going to drive the full length of the roads to the west of Honiara. Firstly we return to the prison and drop off our car. Nemo has a newer more comfortable one.
Semi urban developments are the go from the Prison to White River. After White River it becomes more semi rural. We drive past a couple of dive wrecks, which are actually on the beach. The Island in places has a very steep drop off into the ocean. During the fighting on Guadalcanal during WW2 some craft actually beached the bow of the boat and the stern was still deep enough to allow clearance for the prop to continue to work.
After this beach we went several kilometres without seeing a village. The road was sealed all the way to the tip of the island. The road in parts ran along the sea and other times was inland. We often drove next to hills which were almost vertical and covered in thick forest.
The sealed road ended. We continued on the road for at least another hour and almost made the Eastern side of the island. We were about on the same latitude as Honiara when the road ended and we turned around and headed for home. As we got near the dive beach I was looking out for the wreck, when I spotted what I thought was a concrete "pill box", a fortified machine gun post used during WW2. I shall check it out when I go back that way.
Nemo dropped us off at the Prison at about 1700. We meet back at 1800 and head out to the French Restaurant at Hotel Honiara, although we go up to the one on the higher level next to the swimming pool and Margaruites Bar. We have a drink each and sit on the veranda enjoying the view. We head into the Restaurant and discover it is a buffet, not the a la carte we expected. We head back down the hill to the lower place and share a bottle of red with dinner.
Well we arrived a week ago and I have managed to spend only a short time alone. I have not eaten any sweet things since I left home on Friday 7th. I have cut down my diet coke intake to less than 1 can a day and coffee is also around the same intake. I am drinking lots of water. I do not like water.
Tweety and I meet up with Nemo at Rain Tree Cafe. She is having breakfast with Mr and Mrs Baby Nemo and Baby Nemo. They are heading off on their own today and Nemo and Tweety and I are going to drive the full length of the roads to the west of Honiara. Firstly we return to the prison and drop off our car. Nemo has a newer more comfortable one.
Semi urban developments are the go from the Prison to White River. After White River it becomes more semi rural. We drive past a couple of dive wrecks, which are actually on the beach. The Island in places has a very steep drop off into the ocean. During the fighting on Guadalcanal during WW2 some craft actually beached the bow of the boat and the stern was still deep enough to allow clearance for the prop to continue to work.
After this beach we went several kilometres without seeing a village. The road was sealed all the way to the tip of the island. The road in parts ran along the sea and other times was inland. We often drove next to hills which were almost vertical and covered in thick forest.
The sealed road ended. We continued on the road for at least another hour and almost made the Eastern side of the island. We were about on the same latitude as Honiara when the road ended and we turned around and headed for home. As we got near the dive beach I was looking out for the wreck, when I spotted what I thought was a concrete "pill box", a fortified machine gun post used during WW2. I shall check it out when I go back that way.
Nemo dropped us off at the Prison at about 1700. We meet back at 1800 and head out to the French Restaurant at Hotel Honiara, although we go up to the one on the higher level next to the swimming pool and Margaruites Bar. We have a drink each and sit on the veranda enjoying the view. We head into the Restaurant and discover it is a buffet, not the a la carte we expected. We head back down the hill to the lower place and share a bottle of red with dinner.
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