Following the advice given by our Dutch/Aussie tour guide Colleen and I made our way by taxi back to near Limon Bay to a retaurant with a double barrel name which eludes me, and with Buddha and Cow Figures on its roof.Why a Buddha and a cow? No one had sufficient English to explain.
We noticed other people from our ship, but the language was predominantly French!
After consuming a dozen luscious, juicy oysters, I ordered a very filling Beef Carpaccio with red and green rocket and shavings of a delightfully aged and tasty Parmesan cheese.
Colleen went vegetarian. I can’t remembering having either dessert or coffee, because I was getting anxious at how quickly Time had sped by, and I didn’t want to “miss the boat”.
And that was when the fun started: Four of us agreed to share a taxi and the maitre de (apparently) phoned and ordered one for our party. Forty five minutes later, it still hadn’t arrived and we all were getting very “toey”. Colleen and Geoff checked ” Oui Madame/Monsieur” the cab has been phoned for;
The local buses stopped running at 6.30 pm, so it was wait for cab or try to walk the distance. NOT me that’s for sure!
In the distance we spied a yellow Tchou tchou so we ran to it…..rather the other three ran and I hobbled along behind. We got to the “train” and found it was booked out for an evening excursion. Even though we were prepared to pay, there was no room!
Forty five minutes to sailing time……. we saw the comedian who had been on the ship still in the Bistro, and he asked the proprietor to phone for a taxi for us. Five minutes later, one screeched to a halt: saw how agitated we were and drove rather speedily back to the maritime area and got us to the ship in time. He thought it one great joke, and our mix of thanks in English and French rather amusing.
And so our visit to Noumea came to a successful conclusion.