Our third land day was spent on Mystery Island.
This island has no inhabitants and locals arrive from a nearby island to sell their products, cook food and show their traditional dancing.
After a leisurely breakfast we arrived to catch the tender over to Mystery Island.
Mystery Island is quite small and really there isn’t much to do there other than swim, snorkel and laze around on the beach.
Some people enjoy these activities and while it was, I thought, one of the nicer islands, sitting around on a beach is not really my cup of tea.
Peter, Chloe and Silvia however thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
When the tender arrives on the island it docks on the little boardwalk where you can have your photo taken with someone dressed up as a native.
Note: For those of you who like to know where the toilets are there is a toilet block near the dock but there are also other little single toilets dotted around.
The first order of business was to find a spot to plant ourselves for the day. As it was reasonably hot we needed to find some shade.
Mystery Island has quite a lot of stalls set up with the locals selling their products. We found a nice spot just behind these buildings with a short walk to the beach.
Some of the products the locals sold were clothes, hats, small souvenirs, grass bags etc.
The water is very blue and warm, great for swimming and snorkelling.
We ate a simple, traditional lunch of fish and rice which was very nice.
Note: If you have any dietary requirements and you cannot find something suitable to eat it might be better to catch the tender back to the ship for lunch.
The locals entertained us with traditional dancing and music.
Upon departure we got to sit in the cannibal soup pot and met some of the wildlife.
We caught the tender back to the ship and enjoyed sitting around watching the sun set.
We went back to our room to get ready for dinner and found our next towel animal, a frog.
Dinner tonight was the Mexican Fiesta! We had brought with us Mexican hats and we had made our own ponchos.
It was a great dinner with the staff starting a conga line that snaked all around the restaurant.
Authored by Kylie Rath
