First day of 1999. Didn't get much sleep, between going to bed at four am (and the local's loud revelry didn't stop until nearly five), then at 6:30 the music started blasting and the New Years Day celebration started - all in all I figure I got less than two hours of sleep. The morning was spent lounging (i.e. sleeping) on the beach; swimming, laying in the sun to dry (i.e. sleeping), then repeat. Late morning discovered that someone had stolen our camp stove and gas bottle during the few hours we were asleep, or sometime this morning (not sure which).
The afternoon was spent hiking. The PCVs (Melissa, Ron, Hillary, Lea, and Heather) who are also camping here, joined us and we hiked south to the Chutes de la Lobé, a fairly spectacular series of cascades that plunge right into the ocean. The beach is beautiful with coconut palms, long strands of deserted white sand, picturesque rocks and the standard riot of green vegetation - I could see myself wasting a month or so just beach combing here.
Got back to the campground just in time to sit in the restaurant, drink a beer, and watch the sun set. Had diner with the same PCVs and were stunned at how long it took us to get our food - and how bad it was - especially after last nights stunning meal. Finished off the night with a repeat of last nights swim under the now completely full moon.
