Vava’u Tonga,
It’s an odd feeling to be in a place where the holidays you grew up with are not celebrated – or even recognized for that matter. Also, the cruising world being what time becomes more…fluid, which is not made less complicated from the occasional forays over international date lines. Short of it is the below conversation has actually occurred more than once:
Tiffany: Greg, what month is it?
Greg: Very funny.
Tiffany: No, seriously, what month is it?
Greg: uh……
Hey look, the weather’s consistently the same and for all intents and purposes we’ve been in “summer” ever since we left Mexico. So, it can be confusing. Keeping track of the month can be difficult enough so individual days we’ve pretty much all given up on. The massive restrictions on Tongan business on Sundays are actually helpful because we all know which day Sunday is at least.
Also, there’s no Tonga Turkeys that we could find but we muddled through with a bit of island flair
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