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Published: October 5th 2008
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We woke up at 8am which felt like a real lie in. It was a novelty being in self servicing accommodation for a change so we didn’t have to get out to make way for the cleaners for once.
We had planned to Skype our parents today but the internet signal wasn’t great from our accommodation. Eventually we had to walk around into the complex next door that we’d bought the internet from as the signal there was stronger. It was a very expensive, very posh resort, and I thought that at any moment we’d be thrown out, but we managed to spend twenty minutes sitting on a wall in the middle of the resort in order to make the phone calls without being asked to leave.
Back in our cottage we made a stack of toast for breakfast. As we are only here for one and a half days we couldn’t justify buying very much food - eggs only came in packs of a dozen so we couldn’t even get them to go with our toast this time.
After breakfast the weather started to get worse. The wind was roaring and it was raining, so we decided
to stay indoors for a while and finish our packing seeing as we‘d completely unpacked while doing the washing.
We popped over to see Gwen to find out what time our pick up would be in the night. She welcomed us in and we sat down and had a long chat to her about our trip to Tahiti. Her puppy had grown so much since we’d last seen her and this time she even approached me and licked my hand which was a big improvement in her confidence. As we left Gwen gave us a fresh paw paw to take with us from her garden.
Around lunchtime Matt decided it was a good idea to try to get a nap seeing as we’d be up for most of the night, but we couldn’t do it - Matt was not in the mood for sleeping, and every time I was close to nodding off he would nudge me and read me something from the fish book he’d borrowed from Gwen. I gave up.
Instead we decided to go out for dinner early, and get back for a very early night so that we’d at least be able to
get a few hours of sleep in.
We walked out along the beach trying to take in our last views of Muri. It was windy but not at all cold, although Matt insisted on wearing his fleece as we walked past the few brave sunbathers who were dotted around the beach.
We had a long debate about whether to go to the take away again which was cheap, but eventually settled on a restaurant at the Muri Beach Resort called The Point. It was their pub night and everything was cheap prices, plus they also had English food on the menu that we’d been craving things like shepherds pie and roast dinners. We went in to get drink, knowing that we were too early for dinner. The barman suggested we have our drinks in the lounge upstairs until service started.
We were the only ones in the lounge and it had comfortable seats, and big plate glass windows that took in the length of the room giving a panoramic view across the beach. From our vantage point we could also see two of the motus across the water, and see the reef edge as the waves crashed into it in the distance. It also meant we had a great view of the beach outside where wedding parties were appearing every ten minutes to have their photos taken. Unfortunately for them it kept raining on and off. One photographer was excellent and got the brides and bridesmaids showing off the fact that it was windy by getting their to trail their wraps and veil in the wind.
We found a book shelf in the lounge that had a New Zealand brochure on it so we spent a while reading up on the things we can do when we get there.
When it was time for food we went back downstairs to the restaurant. We a starter followed by steak and stout pie. The food was good but we really missed having gravy, mash and veg with the pie. As it was happy hour we also managed to have a cocktail (we’d asked the waitress if happy hour meant they were half price and she said they were - in actual fact they were only about $2.50 off, but this still meant they were only £4 each. On Bora they cost £16 each!)
Our whole meal only came to about £35 and we’d had a starter, side order and drinks. It felt amazing value after being on Bora for so long.
During our meal a female singer (a bit like Nora Jones but with even more soul) sang a mixture of songs we knew, and some local ones too. We thought she was amazing but unfortunately she didn’t have a cd. I could just imagine sitting listening to her back home on a summers evening while sitting in the garden drinking wine. We were annoyed that we had to leave to go to bed as we really wanted to carry on drinking cocktails while listening to her, but by this time it was already 8.30pm and we had quite a long walk back.
By the time we’d finished some more bits of packing and had gone on the internet a final time, it was already 9.30pm. We got in bed and had a terrible nights sleep as we both knew we had to be up so early.
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