Buns brought and girls packed. We hit the road to the Saturday wharf flea market before jumping on the ferry to Fafa island for a wonderful two-day/one night stay.
Simple magic weather so we snorkelled and lazed around on the lounges drinking Fafa coladas compliments of Tracey.
Sometime in the evening (no-one wore a watch) we moved to the restaurant and ate seared tuna, beef ragout and prawns.
No girls gig is worth it salt without the late night/ early morning chats over a bar of dark chocolate… and so we stayed up sharing stories and slurping tea before the five of us slipped into our tropical slumberland under canopies of mosquito nets.
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A walk around the island was the prelude to breakfast. Claudia kindly allowed us the day use of a ‘friends’ fale as we had to check out of our room at 10. She also sent us a bottle of New Zealand Champagne which we sipped over looking the little palm fringed garden. Everyone was reluctant to jump off the boat and return to reality.