The rain started when I left the dock and first crossed over to Nukubati. I thought it would pass… isn’t that usually the nature of island storms? We ended up weathering four full days of squalls, and in my expert Floridian opinion, I would surmise we experienced gusts of at least 50 mph if not more.
I was reading on my porch one afternoon when a particularly heavy squall came through, and coconuts start raining down in front of my bure. I was startled by the thwack, thwack, thwacking sounds they made when they slammed into the ground. Thank God I wasn’t moseying up to the kitchen for a snackie snack right then! (Per Lauren, “You WOULD get whacked in the head with a coconut!”)
At first I was a bit disappointed that the inclement weather kept me holed up in my bure for four days, reading The Help and The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet’s Next. But then I realized I never get to sit still and tear through books like that. Internet access was spotty and without access to outdoor activities, I had little choice but to settle in and rest, for the first time in who knows how long. Hello, silver lining!
Next up… diving the Great Sea Reef!