Once again the sun was shinning so we decided to try our luck and walk over to the next bay along crossing the headland. People from the hostel gave us the usual "dont go! you'll get robbed, a guy got kidnapped there a month ago" talk. The closest thing to that was 2 stoned teenagers asking us for a cigarette, maybe Cam-e-rons intimidating appearance scared them all off? We took to the seas with a little snorkel mission, watched dogs breed, milled about town searching for the finest passionfruit juice, skated a little manual pad and hit it home to drop the camera and get ready to burn up the dance floor!