Neiafu, Vava’u Island, Tonga

The town of Neiafu is tucked up in a long sound at the heart of an archipelago peppered with limestone islands.

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The channel to town was painted in our favorite colors.

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We spent a couple of days wandering the dusty streets of Neiafu, waiting for clear weather to explore the islands. The day started with a provisioning stop at the bustling produce market.

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While the very hippest of Tongans like their veg…

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… the bigger ones are always ready for a fish sammich.

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Island life can be a little mind numbing when your day is spent moving watermelon.

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We saw a mix of western wear and traditional Tongan dress. Actually the lad on the far right is not in a dress but a traditional school uniform.

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The suburbs were overgrown and shady. Just the kind of place for a smiling Comfort Pig to take a nap.

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Or watch the tourists.

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All matters of pig society were under the bright watchful eye of this wise old boar.

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Life in these parts appears to be a struggle to prevent the jungle from reclaiming the homestead.

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This venerable chap was doing his part.

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The Vava’u Club was in slow decay…

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but the good people at S.A.S. Finance were aware of this and are standing by to help with that second mortgage or car loan.

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While houses erupt and then return to the bush in a regular cycle, familial memories run deep here and the lost are not forgotten.

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There was nice view of town from the top of a hill. We were glad not to be tied to the wretched container dock, clearing customs with Dreamcatcher.

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It was time for us to leave and we saw ourselves as a proud speck in the universal fraternity of seafarers who share the common struggle to get underway.

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It’s an ancient fraternity including Noah, Lord Nelson, Dreamcatcher, Bint Al Khamseen and these Tongan seapups.

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18°39.00′S 173°59.00′W   04-Aug-10 03:45 UTC

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