Fishermen, boats and coconut husks.

Last time on the beach.

Down the sandy path.

Through the wicker gate.

Elephant carved coconut husks.

No sign of Alfani.

Up the beach through the surf.

Fishermen trying to beach their craft.

Time to help.

Drag.

Push.

Pull.

Collapse in the sand; they laugh.

Asante 

Asante sana.

Qua hari.

Something like this.

Alfani is waiting.

My friend says I should only pay you 200.

Everything is more expensive.

Trade concluded.

Goodbyes said.

Last swim swum.