26 Tisema Tu’apulelulu Boxing Day
Hmmm everyone who knows Kotoni knows that his favourite Boxing Day activity is to stroll around the huge precinct of Pacific Fair Shopping centre on the Gold Coast with 80,000 other crazy mad people. Of course this year he had to breathe deeply to get through the morning of no traditional retail therapy. I think we may have had a breakthrough. He did not spend one single pa’anga! Maybe he has even lost that shopping gene or it has morphed … or dare I say cured??!!
We girls all slept in after crawling into bed at about 4am while Kotoni spent time under the mango tree downtown Facetiming his family who were all together for Christmas.
It was a very damp and miserable day, most places were closed so after a coffee in the car we retreated indoors to watch a film. ‘Fracture’ with Anthony Hopkins is a terrific thriller if you are at a loose end. Gin and tonics and tasty morsels (sent from Tracey in Hobart 🙂 buoyed our evening scrabble games and kept our minds off the pouring rain.
27 Tisema Falaite
You had to be up early this morning to get the sunshine. We were not! Spent the afternoon preparing more fronds for coconut brooms. I now have a hard callous on my finger. Emily is joking that she came for a tan and will leave with a blister!
Consoled ourselves with a yummy Korean meal followed by a fresh coconut juice listening to life music at Friends cafe. We met a very strange Tongan/American there who was adamant about having his picture taken… so Mum and Emily obliged. Scrabble was the before bed tonic to counteract the red wine brain!
28 Tisema Tokanacki
Woke to sunshine followed by a massive downpour that sounded like hail. Headed to the Saturday Fair flea market regardless and picked up a couple of nice tops (two for $6Aus). The biggest issue was dodging the puddles. Lunch in the park under the mango tree, free wifi and then met Anne and Joe for coffee. Anne is a New Zealander with a long-term friend whom Emily worked with and knows really well. Such a small world.
The rain seemed to have abated so we jumped in the car and headed to the west coast to see the blow holes and Emily and I had a divine swim at Hatarfu beach. Well it was more like a bob. The water temperature was perfect and being high tide conducive for floating around as the reef breaks the waves so we didn’t get pummeled. We reckon we could have stayed there for hours masquerading as pieces of flotsam and jetsam. It was the first time Emily had a chance to get out-of-town too and see some of the plantation and village scenery. Dinner in Marco’s Pizza garden under a cloudy but clear sky completed what ended up being a fabulous day.