




BULA!! (This is the Fijian greeting and general statement of well-wishing).
I arrived in Fiji on Wednesday morning and was picked up the lodge staff. I was pretty excited that the exchange rate was 52 cents to the dollar when I went for cash. The lodge is really nice, airy and clean, and the people running it are a very nice British couple. The pool and deck area are really relaxing and there are goats and horses hanging in the field next door. There were two other girls staying in the dorm room with me but they were off for the day and I had my first really lonesome moment since I left home. I had flown 20 hours because of the ridiculous and neverending Korea routing that I will have to endure anytime I travel to a new destination in the south pacific. So I did spend an hour or so journaling and feeling sorry for myself before I changed into a bathing suit and going out to the pool. Luckily I met a friend right away named Josh from the UK, and another guy, Guy who is also British. Josh and I hit it off right away and spent most of the time since then laughing it up. We have the same sort of humor and really connected. He seems to be really entertained by my Americanisms and he has been entertaining me as well with his Brit humor.
The girls I was rooming with were very nice, one from Canada and one from DC that now lives in Sydney. Its really interesting to be introduced to this whole culture of travelers, some that have been traveling for months and months or even years. One of the best parts of the experience is this culture and how it lends itself to people really showing an interest in getting to know you and one another, even if just for a short time. A far cry from the individualist attitudes of the east coast for sure.
Nadi is not a lovely place, the beaches are dark and muddy looking and the water is a bit stagnant. The weather has been incredible though. There are frogs hopping around everywhere and lizards all over the walls. I really like the lizards though. The lodge I am staying at is along a strip with about 5 other hostels, the biggest being Smuggler’s Cove. This is where the 20 somethings party it up at night, everyone sort of congregates there when it gets dark.
On Wednesday night there was a traditional Fijian fire dancing show down the road that we went to, and it was incredible. The hula girls were amazing and were shaking those booties something fierce! It was really impressive how they can move those hips like lightning! The music was good too. The guys dance with one or 2 batons that are flaming on both ends and do incredible things with them including fire breathing and lighting various body parts on fire. The girls dance with flaming balls on chains which I know have a name that I can’t recall right now.
The first day Josh, Guy and I went into town for a few things. Its really kind of ghetto there but with some nicer shops selling handmade Fijian items and whatnot. We needed sunscreen which costs between 20-40$ a bottle here depending on the size!
The driving on the other side of the road bit took a little getting used to for me. There’s also a lot of stray animals lurking around which is sad, I want to rescue all of them. Apparently I am going to have to get over that! Since I’ve been here I have witnessed one major dog fight which took place in the driveway of the lodge (and went on for about 10 min! scary) and just today a European guy that’s staying here got attacked by 2 dogs as he was walking on the street in front of the lodge and one dog bit into the back of his leg. He is off to the hospital.
I ran into a local guy hanging out in a field next to the lodge with his horse. I asked him about it and he told me I could rent one from him and take it out on my own if I know how to ride. So yesterday I went out to the beach and took his horse out. It was nice to be back on a horse, even though it hurt my feelings that the horse had a chain around its neck. The man has about 5 horses including one baby which he herds around. They mostly just seem to stay along with him but they have chains or ropes (permanently?) around their necks which are attached to long leashes that drag behind. The horses don’t look too thin because there’s lots of green grass but they probably have not ever see a brush and they have some pretty knarly looking branding scars all the way across the hindquarters. The one I rode had a ton of burrs in his mane and tail. I let him gallop down one length of the beach and he seemed to really enjoy it, it was hard to pull him in! Afterwards I took him for a swim to cool both of us down. I got off with a bloody raw sore on my calf from the stirrup leather (made of rope) which I made sure to clean out really well because the tack was filthy. One of my dorm mates took some pictures of me galloping the horse, but I never got them from her and she’s gone now.
I went into town by myself to poke around in the shops, which turned out to be a whole different experience when I wasn’t with the boys. The folks down there will do just about anything to sell you something and its really intense. There were several men that approached me on the street, asking where I’m from etc. and then just would not get lost until I was downright rude. I was going into stores and then 15-20 min later they were lurking and waiting to start right back up with harassing me when I came out. Store after store!
I went into one family run place that had local artwork, carvings, and handmade jewelry which comes from a village inland of Nadi, and was asked to sit down and participate in a kava ceremony. I wasn’t dying to drink kava but it was an interesting experience to see them make it, bless it, and perform the rituals of the ceremony. It tastes the way I would imagine puddle water to taste but it does leave you with a mellow sort of buzz.
I wandered around one of the open markets and bought a few really beautiful items for cheap, although my sunglasses were promptly stolen after I had secured them to the zipper on my bag.
I visited a Hindu temple which was absolutely stunning. The murals covering the ceilings were beautiful! I took a few pictures before someone communicated to me that it was against the rules… A little embarrassing. The detail of the structure itself and the art inside really just cant be described.
Today is day 3. Josh left this afternoon which was sad but I really think we will stay in touch. He is from Yorkshire and we’ve invited each other to visit in the future. I’m in a new room with a new girl that has just finished touring Thailand and Indonesia. I am leaving tomorrow morning for the island of Mana where I’ve booked a hostel for 4 nights. This island is known for its white sand and see-to-the-bottom turquoise waters which are amazing for snorkeling. The food is supposed to be primarily Fijian and there are kayaks there for guests to use. It will take me about an hour to get there by boat. There are several villages of native Fijians on this island living pretty rustically, and I am hoping to get a glimpse of their everyday if possible.
After Mana I still have 5 days to plan and I have found a surf school that I want to go to… Its an all day affair where they teach you for 4 hours, feed you barbeque and guarantee you will stand up and ride a wave by the end of the day. This happens on the Coral Coast which has a few really nice hostels so I will probably finish Fiji around there.
It’s a little scary to be without phone and internet and trying to sort of my arrangements for my next stop using very limited and expensive internet down the road. Still trying to choose between two horse farms for WWOOFing sites in Australia, but don’t know much about either one except for that one is near the ocean and the other is not, but has a situation that is more appealing in general. Hmmmmm.
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