We had a mostly gray week of watching for weather to sail down to the Banda islands. The anchorage off the main town was much more flat and secure, so we had a comfortable place to wait and felt in no hurry.
Saturday is the big market day. Best to go early! I was hoping to score some chicken… the earlier you buy, the fewer flies come with your purchase. Siobhan tagged along and caused quite a stir.
This lady decided to kidnap her and show her off to friends. All in good fun.
Everyone is always watching Siobhan.
I just like watching all the market goods: like these gorgeous chilies, and the mountains of sago.
Most days, the village was a lot slower, and a lot sleepier.
Dried cloves in a shop wait to be packed and shipped.
A small warung, the ubiquitous little restaurants of just a few tables (or even just one).
Salt for sale.