After seeing a volcano erupt and spit lava right before our eyes and then spend a few hours alone in the jungle with a native tribe, I didn’t think our time in Vanuatu could get much better. I was perfectly fine with the idea of just lounging around on one of those amazing beaches. In the morning we woke up to a true tropical storm and so the playing-death-on-the-beach plan had to be canned in favor of a drier activity. And so we decided to go for a drive around Efate, Vanuatu’s main island. We had no particular plans or anywhere that we wanted to go to, just a few hours to kill and a rental car available. We had a map that pointed us towards some interesting natural landmarks but none of them were on Havana Harbour so we almost didn’t stop there. I’m glad we did pull over when we saw Ernest’s tiny little museum on the roadside. What was just a way of passing the last few hours on the island quickly turned into one of the coolest little experiences we had there.