Jonathan must be on a plane now. Can't wait for his arrival, as well as his chaperones, my parents, who will spend a week down here as well. They are staying over at the Manave Suites, which is about a 20 minute walk from the marina, so I decide to go check it out. It is a really nice hotel, all suites. I guess it has been recently refurbished. It didn't look very busy, but the season is not quite here yet, a couple of more weeks, and the schools will be all out and the tourists will arrive.

They have a nice dock right on the lagoon, which I can tie my dinghy to. This should make it convenient to come back in forth while they are here, as well as mooch a "real" shower from them each day. There is internet access there, so I also am able to Skype while I check out the place.

That evening I meet another cruiser, an Irishman named David, who is cruising to Tonga, along with his wife, and 2 young children. He has a 58 foot yacht, which also has a full-time first-mate, as well as a nanny for the kids. We tilt a few pints and he shows me some anchorages that he thinks Jonathan and I would enjoy and are safe. We agree we will meet up again to tilt another pint or two.