Diver Dan

As mentioned in the previous blog entry, there were a number of activities on offer at the resort. Dan took advantage of the beginner's dive course, first learning how to use the equipment in the pool and then heading out to sea for his first proper dive. I was content to first sit by the pool and watch him sipping my iced coffee and then snorkel just off the beach... He seems to have enjoyed it a lot, although that night he started feeling somewhat off-colour. The next morning, when we due to take a boat trip around some of the other islands in the Yasawa group and snorkel at a spot populated by manta rays, he woke up with a raging fever. So no boat trip. : ( Dan spent the day in bed looking very worse for wear, while I sat outside reading and periodically checking on him. He was recovered enough by the next day to get up and move around. This was fortunate as it was also the day we were due to leave the island. I've also included another island view. This one is taken from the top of the hill on the track to the village, where I went to the Methodist service on the morning that we left. A reasonable group of us went to the 90-minute service, but, by the end, it was just me and an American guy left. It was pretty sweltering in the church, and the service was in Fijian, but I'm glad I stayed for the choir's singing and the thunderous sermon. We also had a chance afterwards to briefly congregate with the villagers. Have to say that I think the Fijian men look very smart in their formal sulus - usually a dark colour - with either a bula shirt or suit-jacket, shirt and tie on top. I wonder if it would catch on here?