Saturday. Out of the Antipodes.

Packup had been achieved without much fuss the night before, and we were pretty much on time with departure. The promised two vehicles had become one, so once again some of us were required to ride bronco. Pete, Li, and Jade were the lucky patrons. After farewell to the family, we headed off. Not long down the track we were waiting for someone who never materialised. This included a bit of backtracking (in reverse... Seems Nivans are good reversers. We became slightly anxious but Denna reassured us that we would be "stret".

In fact the journey seemed shorter than on arrival. Apart from a bit of a wait on the grass, all went smoothly and we were in the air.. Again on the faithful Emily Bess.

At Vila we unsuccessfully tried to store our luggage, so we lugged it onto a bus and headed for town. Le Cafe du Village was again our target, and the meals were still good. We had arranged for our driver to return, and this he did, just as we were starting to worry that he wouldn't . We were soon back at Vila airport as if we had never left. Reunited with our long lost compatriots in the departure lounge, we shared stories enthusiastically and waited enthusiastically (not).

As I write we are being called for boarding. Lukim iu!


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