Ko fe 'a e fale ta 'o ma?
05 October 2012 | Niuatoputapu, Tonga 15 56.532'S 173 46.103'W
Now there's a phrase we were wishing we knew yesterday.
After a long HOT walk to Hihifo to do our check out with customs we decided to go a bit further into town to the grocery store and the bakery. The store stocked the usual dry good items along with onions and garlic. No refrigeration, so my hopes of finding a bit of cheese were dashed. Happy with more cookies, salted peanuts, box milk, coconut milk and crackers off we went with what seemed like good directions to the bakery. "Left at the second road, you'll see the community hall and it's in the next house". Piece of cake!
We passed the friendly goats, the Kapoc trees, the not so friendly looking pigs and turned left on the second road. Oh, there's the meeting hall and perfect, there's someone in the yard at the bakery/house. After quieting her less than friendly appearing dog we asked about getting 2 loaves of bread and how much it would cost (Fiha?) Her English was limited to a few words and she seemed very puzzled. After a few minutes she invited us to climb over the corrugated metal fence and showed us into her home. What now?? This is definitely not the bakery! Brad and I exchange glances, thank her for showing us her home and were on our way.
From there we walked a short distance up the road , no bakery, so we retraced our steps back towards the main road. On a hunch I went to the door of the house across from the hall. We woke them from their mid day nap on the concrete floor and in no time we were at the bakery. Behind a tall hedge, behind the hall. We chatted with Moonlight, (the wife of the minister at the Church of Tonga) while we waited for our bread. They're here for a year from Nuku'alofa. She's one spunky lady with a twinkle in her eye. Lots of laughter and she loved posing for the camera. They offered us a ride back to the wharf but we declined on account of needing the exercise.
What were we thinking? When the tropical downpour started minutes later we ran for the closest tree. That worked briefly and as luck would have it, along came the local bus loaded with school kids. The driver offered us a ride so we gratefully squeezed in, sitting on whatever we could find.
Back on the boat a quick bit of research and we've got it! Ko fe 'a e fale ta 'o ma?... Where is the bakery?