We had to spend a couple of hours on the catamaran again to go south to Octopus resort on Waya - an island further south than Nacula. Accident-prone-me managed in this time to shut the bathroom door on my heel and make it bleed lots! It was nice however to finally be able to satisfy our ice-cream craving and get a blast of air-con before again being dropped off in a small tin fish and taken ashore. This time it was just Arwa and I going to the resort, but the ...

So Pete being the lovely, caring, older brother he is, caught the bus with me to the airport - took hours, can understand why he opts for taxis! - and then waited for me in possibly the largest check in queue I've ever seen! It seemed there was only a problem with my flight, the rest of the airport was pretty much deserted. The flight was fine, but frustrating, as after not getting round to watching "the dark knight" for months and refusing to watch it ...