A journey from New Zealand to Norway by two rookies in a 50 year old sailing boat

A journey from New Zealand to Norway by two rookies in a 50 year old sailing boat

søndag 7. juni 2009

VANUATU



We have arrived and checked in. Now: in Vanuatu.

The land of cannibals and bungee-jumping lunatics. No offence, that bungee activity, (which by no means has that bungee-feeling), they’ve got going here is the coolest thing. (And: honestly Im not sure about that cannibalism thing, but it kind of feels right).


In any case, we came on Saturday after some days of seasickness, rough sea, but fairly good speed and winds. Unfortunately, since this country is closed during the weekends, and when we realized there was no chance of reaching here till Friday, we had to wait till Monday for it to open up again. Enjoyed a day of a ever lasting sweating competition and a late night Batman Forever screening.


After 7 hours of desperately trying to reach customs on our VHF-communication-radio-thing this morning, Oyvind had to paddle ashore and find them (search and destroy). He took their pet-turtle as a hostage, located an ATM, paid them bastards their Vatus and finally we were passport-stamped and ready to hunt for enjoyment.



From Luganville, where we are at the moment: sweating, but feeling good, we head south east along this island of Santo and towards the Banks Islands. From here we check out, in some week’s time I reckon, and take on that little leap over to the Solomon Islands.


If not before that, we hope to see you all at the Solomons.

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