We began our day with internet access!!! Not great access, just access. Breakfast at the Tropicana with internet access (our laundry having been dropped off as we entered the establishment) followed by a trip to the local grocery store and a return to pick up laundry. It seemed like our day was complete and all we had left was to visit the farmer’s market. But…we came upon the game day of the Vava ‘u Regatta. Who can resist a game day? Well, Bob can, but Ann cannot.
So even though I was late to the games I was allowed to play and was actually claimed by a team. The games consisted of 13 ridiculous children’s games with adult participants. The day’s activities included a sack race, egg tosses and even a pie eating contest. There were some other odd games thrown in just for fun. All of this was put on by a group promoting Vava ‘u tourism. The best part was that no one was allowed on the same team as a boat mate. So lots of new friends were made. Points were scored based on the whim of Billy, the MC. Unfortunately my team actually got to a point where we lost all points. Ouch. But some clever gamesmanship by my team and we quickly earned 10,000 points for not caring at all. So you get the point – just good ol’ childish play. And I had a blast.
Bob returned just in time to watch the final pie eating contest and provide me a ride back to Charisma for a much needed shower. Not everyone gets to play silly games and earn points south of the equator. I am lucky!
Tomorrow we are going to do some fishing and hopefully some catching as we go out of the anchorage to empty our holding tanks and make some water. All in a day’s work….
Anner! What fun! What kind of pie?? Coconut cream? Good luck fishing! xxo J
A relaxing Sunday followed by a gaming Monday then a fishing Tuesday. Hell of a life dudes. My brain always registers tilt when trying to compute having to make water when surrounded by it.
I’m starting to really get the point that Ann is a Gamester. Gamester Annie I shall now call her. Remind me not to get in any game with her where money is involved.
My Sunday nite dinner was spaghetti and meatballs. A tummy warming dinner, partially shared with my dog, while my lady is away for a bit.
Good luck with the catching.