Weather Helmed

I know most people won’t understand this one – not even most of our fellow cruisers – but I will always think of Port Denerau fondly.  Yes it is the land of “expensive” dining, cheap touristy souvenirs, overly eager adventure hawkers, sunburned and dazed brash, still-drunk co-eds heading back to Oz, and occasionally loud and smelly ferries, buses, and cabs, but you know what? It also felt a little bit like home.  We had our cafe with good coffee and excellent smoothies, our ice cream shop, our breakfast place, fantastic hamburgers at the Hard Rock, great curry at Indigo, and Vonu beer-towers for the guys at Lulu.  Not to mention a cute little store with books & magazines for me to browse and a pretty good grocery (small, but good).  And of course the marina offered us fresh showers, laundry, good water and a calm berth.  It is good for the soul to get away from civilization sometimes, but it is also really really really good to come back 🙂