To take a break in the three-dimensional dives on the wreck of the SS Coolidge, Sacha, Jim and I leave to the Matevulu blue hole, about 45 minutes by car from Luganville. In the middle of the forest, we arrive at this intense-blue lake. A lot of kids play jumping off the branches and I hasten to do the same. Without being an indelible beauty (we become hard to please after the exceptional dives on the Coolidge), this expanse is worth the detour.

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And when the dinner time comes, to recover from our emotions and get back some animal proteins, what about a flying-fox stew? What a treat!

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