We actually picnicked next to a village cemetery AND the rubbish tip here. Kim found an old foam mattress on the beach and lay on that for the day. Peter said it smelt like steaming Arabian knickers.
Steaming Arabian knickers.
Tip and graveyard (and picnic spot) near Tamusua Village, on Yasawa Island. Right next to the plastic bottles, breakfast crackers wrappers, blue string, fishing reel, yellow plastic lid, Coke bottle, red plastic ring, half a jandal, CD, corner of a polystyrene and scraggy half a green plastic bowl.
Sailing is Not Scary 