“Now you see it, now you don’t”. Saturday just disappeared. We went to bed on Friday and woke up and ‘Hey Presto’ it was Sunday. This was because we crossed the International Date Line during the night. So, we are now 13 hours ahead of the UK rather than 11 hours behind — all very confusing.

It has been very hot and humid today, the Captain said 36c although I doubt that it was quite that high.

We arrived with a pall of smoke hanging over the city, apparently caused by cooking fires for the traditional Sunday feast. They use the fires to heat stones and then cook on the hot stones.

We took a tour of the island on a privately chartered minibus with a charming driver called Josie. She took us to the Botanical Gardens, waterfalls, a beach resort and the former house of Robert Louis Stevenson, called Valima which is also the name of the local beer.