A night out of Saumalaki we anchored around the corner from a Fishing village the locals call it “a place of gathering”. The locals turn up during the dry season to fish. They have these huge catamaran pontoon things which they take out at night, hang a lantern out which attract all the small fish, scoop them up in a huge net and dry them on these racks which run forever along the beach and up the hills. They are then sold to make cloth in the towns, brings a new meaning to fishy pants. They don’t get foreigners visiting often and we sat around a talked through Lydia about where we are all from and where we are going, such brilliant people, they had no worries about taking us for a walk around the village and sharing their lives.
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