The past couple days have been a nightmare. We were supposed to leave for Fiji last Friday but beause of the ash cloud our flight got cancelled. Then Jan (the evil Qantas lady) told us that there wouldn't be any international flights until the 30th but we ended up being able to fly out yesterday afternoon.
Our bus driver was about two hours late to pick us up from the airport (welcome to island time!) so we got to our hotel around 1 o'clock in the morning after driving for three hours to VoliVoli on completely unpaved roads.
We all pretty much crashed looking forward to a full day of relaxing at the beach.
And then it started to rain.
The rain started at around five in the morning and since we were, literally, not ten feet from the ocean it felt like we were in the middle of a hurricane. The doors to our room were slamming, water started to pour in through the uncovered windows.
Needless to say we didn't get our beach day.
Instead, we hung around the covered area near the beach catching up on True Blood and magazines.
Later in the afternoon we went into town for about an hour. That was the first time I really felt like a "traveler" instead of a "tourist". Our taxie driver seemed to know everyone (which isn't surprising since only 750,000 people live in Fiji all together) and as we were pulling into town he hollered out the window at a farmer to cut us off some sugar cane (sugar is Fiji's main export).
Then he took us into market. I ended up leaving my camera in the room since it was raining and I didn't think there was anything to photograph. Ms. Bottoms was nice enough to lend me her point and shoot instead. It was so weird not shooting with a giant camera. It was definitely easier to carry around but the picture quality isn't nearly the same. Not that I have them anyway--Ms. Bottoms is staying behind in Fiji with her niece, Brittany, to go on a family trip to Australia. She took her point and shoot with her (hence the pictureless blogpost).
Right now I'm sitting in gate 7 in the Fiji airport. There's a band playing in Hawiian shirts and--oh--they just called for boarding!
See you soon!