Except for that one tree the beach was completely empty. It was standing there, all alone in the middle of the beach, surrounded by nothing more than crispy sand, breaking waves and jungle covered hills. The roof of our selfmade hut was covered with millions of stars. Waking up at night, I could tell there had been a few ours past due to the position of the big Dipper. The seven brightest stars of the Big Dipper, the ‘saucepan’ (free translation from Dutch), formed a clear sky-mark.