Anyway, I was taking a break and an official looking boat pulled up. Oh oh but no problem. It was a local government boat with two of the appointed guides on board. The official anchorage has been moved to just round the corner from where I am so bloody lucky I didn't go into the official anchorage that was, I would have been well and truly stuck about 5 nm away. Anyway my new best mates Wilbert and Luis took me round to inspect the new anchorage so doubtless any moans from the fleet will be directed at me. I thought it looked OK. They twisted my arm and gave me a welcome drink of the local Arak, the stuff the amateur drinkers warn you about. It wasn't bad at all, a little harsh initially but better than Nigerian palm wine and I enjoyed that. Ah, now THAT may explain a lot.. They also have a delightful local custom, one simply cannot have just the one, one must have two.