The people of Vanuatu love their NYE, and love their alcohol, and this meant that our sleep was more dozing due to the number of locals wandering up and down the road outside shouting and playing plastic horns right through the early morning. Those in the fares nearest the village (furthest from the road) had the same so it was equal opportunity for all.
With slightly sore heads we got up and I headed straight to the ocean followed by breakfast of bacon and eggs (of course).
I had much fun in one of those rings last night
Then it was time to pack. It took all of two minutes!
The hotel charges 3.5% for ccard transactions so I took as much as I could out of the atm. If I'd realised there was a 30,000 limit I would have been checking the room balance and taking it out along the way (490 per wdl) as it would have saved enough for me to bother about. Our bill was 113,000 - food, drink and the transfer back to the airport (2,800).
Flight was at 2:50 and I booked van for 12:30. It arrived at 12 and we were at the airport and into the departure lounge by not long after 12:30. We bumped into the ladies we'd shared the van with on the day we arrived. They said the Ramada was nice but service was terrible. They had to find people to get a drink or a towel. It's a Wyndham.
Because we hadn't been in to town to visit the amazing 'yellow' duty free, we bought our booze at the airport. Finlandia 1l was 1280! We don't really like Gordons but their pink was 1400. Four Pillars was 4000ish. Bargains!
We boarded slightly ahead of time and they called Economy X with J and status pax. Row three this time so huge amount of space.
We were joined by a miniature witch from Clayfield/Vaucluse/Toorak. Silver grey bob. She was just missing the pearls. She started coughing the moment she sat down - "well that was a trip from hell". She was back up the front asking the FA for something as people were still boarding. Whatever she'd asked for she came back even grumpier (a move to J I'm guessing). She'd put her bag in business class overhead in anticipation.
View over Port Vila as we left
The Warwick Le Lagon
Pango Bay with Breakas to the right of the bay and spare block between it and village. The row of two storey villas to the left of the resort are three bed self contained. Were often over at Breakas but no under 15s allowed and I watched day visitors with kids get turned away
Speaking of day visitors there were times when groups of six or eight (always French) took up two tables in the bar, or three of the six or so beach umbrellas. This would be my only grumble about Breakas. Your paying guests should always have priority to space when it is limited.
another larger view of Pango Bay and the peninsula. You can see Pacific Aria at the cruise ship 'terminal'
She grumbled the whole flight. Rude to the FAs, very particularly one Moari girl (crew was from NZ). Didn't want water in a cup, she wanted a bottle - "this is all we have". Didn't want to get her tray table out of the arm - expected the crew to do it for her. Didn't want to put it away to get up to go to the loo. She was told that doing it herself was the only option that she had. bigAl heard her say "I've flown round the world five cough*ing times and never experienced anything like this". Which bit? Flying economy, water in plastic cups, a tray table in the armrest? No slaves available? I call bullshit. She was just an entitled Karen.
we flew directly over New Caledonia
Meal was a very nice salad with prosciutto
The piece de resitance was when she was asked to pick her hat up off the floor when we were coming in to land (30 minutes early by the way). She objected loudly - "what kind of bloody obstruction is this?". I was
this close...
I can't imagine what would have happened if she'd opened a tray table as dirty as mine was
Just a single immigration machine working in the whole of BNE arrivals! My passport is always rejected by smart gate so I was directed straight to a queue with no-one in it. When he looked at me funny and then asked for my driver's licence I thought what the? Then he has asked if I was Peter because I didn't look like Alan. We'd got each others passports! I called bigAl over. The agent thought it was very funny and didn't want to be rude by asking if I'd had some serious work done.
First into customs queue, declared food and shells - showed the pair of earings and the coffee and waived straight through. Into the maxi (gee I hate them) and home. I wish I could have stayed another week!
We will definitely return to Breakas and will also make our way out to Espiritu Santo and the tented eco-lodge.
Hope you like it as much as we did dr and mrsdrron