Woke up to a raging storm - heavy rain and wind. Somewhat surprising the roof doesn't leak (well, too much). No one is very motivated so while the others sit around drinking coffee I decided to walk in to town. Spent an hour or so exploring the surprisingly large market - just the usual stuff but it felt good to be back in a real working market. Spent another thirty minutes sitting in a bakery writing a letter and sampling the various things - unfortunately everything looked a lot better than it tasted.
Walked back to find the others still hanging out but having moved to beer. Obviously I join them. After a few beers I get motivated again and Claudia and I set out to find out about diving from a resort three kilometers outside of town - long walk only to find out that the diving is too expensive. Hung out at the resort (very posh) for and had a couple more beers.
Had a great walk back on the beach as the rain has stopped and the sun has come out - but somehow managed to get completely soaked in the process. Stopped at the campground down the road from our huts and had some chips and a couple more beers. Back at the huts the others were off to diner so Claudia and I drank Amarula and coffees while waiting. When they got back from diner they got into the Amarula crate and the six of us polished off two and a half bottles before deciding it was time for bed.
