What followed was a week of entertainment, perhaps in part to compensate for the 100 USD the Irish have to pay to get into the country. That is, we had to get our money's worth.
We spent three days on or near the water. One on south beach, at Mikadi, one on Bongoyo and one, with housemates David and Magda, on their boat just off the coast of Bongoyo.
There, some 30 meters out from the shore, we snorkeled, investigating a shipwreck lounging just under the surface. A spooky experience, the first time the broken hull shows up in front of your submerged face.
Earlier, on the Monday, Niamh mused me into winning the quiz for the second time, after her presence inspired me when she was here last time. This time, though, a drink-off wasn't necessary as the straight win saw us far ahead of the competition.
As far as culinary experiences go, we weren't shortchanged, visiting Le Corsica, the Badminton Club, Fairy Delights, Best Bite, but missing out on Chef's pride.