We had a fine sunny day yesterday, so went for a long walk. First for about an hour to the Suva Yacht club to check out their facilities. They have no berths available and the fuel & water dock only has 2m depth and that is only at high tide. Fantastic. Then we walked another hour or so into town. Along the way we were constantly hooted at by taxi's, hoping for a fare. But being Dutch and Scottish and also enjoying the walk, we waved them all away! Suva has a bustling city feel to it. Dirty streets, lots of people, buses, trucks, buses, cars, and did I mention buses? Big, noisly, fume-producing buses, everywhere. There are about a zillion supermarkets, but many of them are short on variety. At one supermarket we wandered around the aisles and could not find one thing we wanted from our list! Eventually after a few different stops to supermarkets and the produce market, we had completed our mission. Loaded down with groceries, we succumbed to the lure of transport and decided to catch the local bus. At the bus terminal, a confusing array of various bus colours assaults the eye. More people than we have seen in the last 5 months are queuing up to catch one of the scores of buses that stand puffing out fumes. It looks like most of the 170,000 Suva citizens are taking the bus at the same time. In the confusion, and trying to find a bus with our destination on it, Karl just about got run over by a bus! Eventually we found the right one and were grateful to sit for a while. It was only 70 cents each for our ride back to Lami. Yippee. Today we motored over to Suva yacht club, and braved the narrow passage to the fuel dock about an hour before high tide. The shallow depth alarms were blaring at us as we entered, which was a little disconcerting. We managed to fill up with fuel - 520 litres in total - wow! By the time we had finished with the very slow and frothy fuel delivery and started on filling up the water, it was almost an hour after high tide and time to go. Fo rget the water - we had to get out before the tide dropped any further. Suva harbour is muddy brown, there is an oil slick on it and rubbish floating everywhere. Plastic bags and bottles, all sorts of nasty things that can get sucked into the water filter. Yuck. In addition to reefs and many moorings for large commercial vessels, there are many other obstacles to avoid. The whole harbour area is littered with ship wrecks. Rusting hulks list lazily on their side, bits of submerged yachts loom up from the murk, partly sunk debris pokes up everywhere you look. A navigation nightmare. We are now back in Lami, in front of the Novotel again. As luck would have it, it is raining - so we are catching rain water for the tanks now. The weather does not look great for a departure to NZ for the next week or so and we don't want to hang around here. So now that we have done our chores, tomorrow we will head to Beqa lagoon (pronounced Mbengga) where we can have a swim in clear water again.