Day 10. As you may have gathered, we are not the diary writing type, hence the big gap between entries. But I am sure you will all be overjoyed to hear that both Danielle and I, along with our baggage, made it to Luganville in one piece. And if any of you had seen that little plane that could easily be mistaken for a bus with wings, you’d see why that is a miracle. And noone spewed- bonus! In true Ni-Van style, we pitched up at the hospital and no-one was expecting us. Had they known we were coming, we’re sure they would have thrown a welcome party for us. But as it happens, they had a huge party the night before (because the Aussie students got their exam results) and basically noone could be arsed
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