A last swim cut short by jellyfish stings, a slow final day at Villa 25 before a Tusker beer while waiting on the airport transfer, a rough airport experience, and the final verdict that Vanuatu is beautiful but properly expensive, best done as a half board package next time.

The best day of the trip, a scuba dive with Deep Blue turning up clownfish, eels and barracuda despite a few nerves going in, followed by a waterfront pub crawl from some genuinely awful Australian bubbles at Sunny View to good food and gins at Stone Grill.

An early swim along the reef turns up blue starfish and darting little fish, though the swell has us a bit on edge, then an afternoon beach bar mission that turns into pouring rain and freezing cold rather than the relaxed wine list browse we had planned.

Landing in Vanuatu on a Sunday, which means a sneaky beer run with our taxi driver Sammy before anything else, settling into Villa 25 with the pool right outside, and opening a Saint-Joseph and a twenty seven year old Gigondas we had carried all the way from home.