5th July - last day (?) in Kudat

Saturday 5^th July

Tindakon Dazang Beach sunset (not Kudat...)

When we were having dinner at the marina in Kota Kinabalu, Pete put his hat on the ground, under his chair – as you do.  The waiter looked horrified and scampered up to put it on its very own chair.  We NEVER put a hat on the ground, in Malaysia, he explained.  It is very disrespectful!

Live and learn…

Yesterday I spoke to Katy on the phone.  She is very intrigued.  Eva’s prep class (6 year olds) was about to put on a performance at the weekly school assembly entitled…Lego Zumba… The mind boggles! Eva has been totally silent on the topic; she has obviously been sworn to secrecy by her teachers and she is very law-abiding so she hasn’t spilled a single bean.  Lego Zumba???

Eva (R) with Jemima (L)

So… we didn’t leave Kudat.  Pete and Rob spent many MANY hours at a plethora of computers, all lined up, studiously examining weather charts, downloading this and that.  I didn’t do anything very challenging… I played with my computer, struggled with my Facebook inadequacies (WHY can’t I download photos from my computer, only from my iPhone??) and made sure Pete and Rob did not expire from thirst or hunger.

Paul (SV Calypso) came to join us in the common room, bleeding slightly from the temple.  He entertained us mightily with his tale of woe… We have, he said, a washing machine aboard Calypso.  And you’re looking at it! 

This morning he was very pleased with his lovely clean dry washing, and went to gather it to his bosom in one large clump.  He leaned over the side and saw…one of Maureen’s bras, delicately floating away.  What followed was a bit of risky business, which ended with him falling into the water, with Maureen’s rescued bra clamped between his teeth.  He managed to get into the dinghy and back onto Calypso with a very wet wallet, a bit of a bloody wound, and a good story for the next few days.

Maybe we are leaving Kudat today…The islands beckon!