Scene from the boat, on the way out for a dive.
	Getting ready to topple backwards off the boat. That's Moses on the right.
	Julie overboard!
	Our newest pal, Mister Kitty, was fascinated by fish.
	Julie demonstrating the rice-paddy squat. Fishes of all kinds swarmed the dock daily for handouts.
	Us looking dorky on the path down to a little beach.
	A windswept view near the top of the island.
	We saw a pair of parrots, but only one was curious enough to get a little closer.
	From the top you could see the garden, and nearby islands.
	Yet another island.
	Islands, and a little house.
	All sunglasses must be kept firmly attached to face when picnicking on the beach.
	We kayaked to the beach, where the champagne lunch was "washed ashore" and waiting for our arrival. Washed ashore minus the steamed crab in parsley and butter, I might add.
	Languid beach princess.
	After the drinking, things got ugly.
	Looking south over the tip of the island.
	Hermit crabs ran for cover!
	The Surf Shop dog rests after a morning spent chasing fish. We saw him fishing every day, but he never caught a thing. They said he never had.
	Julie and Nathan with Freddy, our Dive Mistress - the youngest (and cutest) dive instructor in Fiji.
	Julie, Freddy, Mo, Mike, and the Russian! A regular three-hour tour.
	Diving in the blue lagoon.
	Julie orders up some Hawaiian Gardens Chicken Special for dinner. Docklady studiously omits particulars.
	Julie, Eta, and the Kava Man. Eta wanted it made clear they were NOT a couple. The Kava Man carved our Tanoa (large Kava bowl). Eta made our stay much more interesting and fun.
	Watching out for lizards.

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