Something Fishy Here

"So are you two being allergic to anything?" Vincent the Belgian Chef asked in his thick French accent. We told him no.

"Good. Good. Anything you don't like?"

Knowing Nick would be reluctant to say anything, I helped out by mentioning he doesn't eat seafood.

"No seafood?! Hmm. Ok ok. No problem. I want you to be happy. No seafood. But you eat fish, of course?"

Bah!

"Uh, yes. Fish is fine." Que? My husband feeling okay?

Vincent left our bungalow and we busted up laughing.

"You're so going to be eating fish tonight. Ha!"

The 4ft long barracuda was still swimming not far from our bungalow at this point...

Looking out from the bed. The front half of the bungalow was open and all we heard at night was the rhythm of the waves.

Loved the bar area. We had lunch with Vincent, two more Belgians and a Dutch couple. The conversation flowed between French, Dutch and English - and no one missed a beat. Really made me miss travelling.

Super fun evening with the Dutch couple, feeding bananas to the night monkeys who came to visit, laughing, and enjoying an amazing meal of superbly prepared,
very fresh, barracuda.
We even shut down the bar, which meant blowing out the candles before we headed to sleep.

Someone had beat us to the bed though.