Let me try to explain about this - as it sounds very petty ... the drinks were stored in a solar fridge - the only one on the island - about 5 mins walk back into the village - virtually no lights, and no way to have a help -yourself service, you are fully dependant on the service offered to you. We explained to the management ...We can work with a system .. But if the time we agree is acceptable by both parties - then that's when food is expected .. But it came an hour early ... Hence the discussion ...But in the end it was agreed to be a mixup .. And we agreed to push on with the day ahead ..
Night time was interesting ... During the evening meal we had heard and spotted a small bush rat (ratta locally) living in the roof of the restaurant .. He looked on in lustful envy at us while we ate our food ... Spying on us throughout the meal .... Once finished and in our hot sweaty bed ... He and what sounded like 40 of his closest friends decided to dance on the roof of our hut ... Not sure if this was in the hut roof or in the room... made for an interesting night .. If you combine this the sounds of the wild that echoed all through the night .. 
But the morning came .. We were not eaten by bush ratta - and breakfast was booked for 9 am ready for our 10 am fishing trip ... And sure enough based on our precious nights discussion ... Breakfast came at 9 !! Ish !! So toast ... Bananas ... Coffee - tea - jam ... On the beach about 10 ft away from the sea ... Very civilised !!!!!
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| An old Submarine Mine on the beach |
As we have breakfast .. Our boat arrives for fishing ... It's a local pirogue open top - which is perfect for me .. But could be too hot for meerkats !!!! Anyway - we are going for 5 hours only .. And providing the sun does not come though too heavily - should be just about do-able !!
I am just so tired of constantly having this drunk monkey on my back !!!! (metaphor or real I am not commenting !!)Into the water - onto the boat - and we are off for a trip around the islands ... Fishing being a key objective !!!
It was a very pleasant trip around the islands. A few stops to try and catch fish by hand line. hand line means no rod, just line and a hook, and a hope that while you want to catch something of reasonable size, you don't want to catch anything too big...
Our final stop in the afternoon, nothing caught yet, we get to snapper point. I called this snapper point as clearly this is what you catch here - red snapper. Not too large - not too small, and we have caught about 10 of them and a reasonable sized barracuda. Normally I would be over excited about eating freshly caught fish - my own freshly caught fish - (its a man hunt food primitive thing) - but I am just pleased that the fish selected to eat was the first edible fish caught by Sandra ever in her life ... a nice sized red snapper selected and cooked as a starter.
The rest we leave to the villagers to enjoy.
Last evening in Freetown, last night on Banana Island, we have our fresh caught Red Snapper, and we select Fred as the main course. Fred the lobster. We had been joined by another couple by this point on the island, and they had been around a few places on a 10 day trip to see Freetown.
They were typical of the slightly more adventurous traveller - however they had a camera that would put any Japanese tourist to shame ....they had also selected a lobster for dinner - so we called theirs Fiona ...
Hey - no TV, no radio, virtually no lights, no electric ... you have to make your own entertainment out here.... And a nice before and after set of photos we thought .....Beer - red wine - and our jealous bush ratta watching us eating.. its another evening so surreal that even drugs could not induce visions like this - for a bareuitarist ...
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