Iri Village Visit
After delivering the package, we sat onshore surrounded by the very friendly community. One boy I noticed had a large wound on the back of his heel. I asked him what had happened. “Eelfish bite me.” Yikes. I wasn’t quite sure what an “eelfish” was - a blue-eyed river eel or one more like a moray eel that we’d seen poking out of the coral reefs - but based on the hunk of skin it had taken on either side of this kid’s Achilles tendon, it was a whopper. The flies were swarming all over the open gash, and I shuddered to think of the infection that could result.
Once our impromptu seaside clinic was over, we sat around and enjoyed talking with a lovely couple and a gaggle of giggling school kids. At one point I tried to inspire a sing-along, but the children were still a bit too shy. Maybe next time.
Later, a few of our young tour guides would join us on a dinghy ride up the river and then come on board for cookies and lemonade. I noticed a huge rain cloud coming our way. I quickly drove them home so they could stay dry. Within minutes of my return to the boat, the buckets of rain came down.
We hurried to close hatches and were about to head inside when we saw two canoes paddling over to us with the same 3 young kids sopping wet and obviously wanting more play time aboard, absolutely unfazed by the downpour. Well, we wouldn’t melt either, would we?! I grabbed some line to tie their canoes to our stern and a few cups for them to collect water off the boom and lines, just for fun. When the rain stopped, those same cups became the object of a new game and were hidden around the deck for the kids to find. Nothing fancy, but a whole lot of fun.