Friday, June 12, 2015

Is it jet lag, a cold, flu, or just Fiji crud?

Ugh!

Since we returned from Fiji, I have been paying the price for ten days of delight.  Not sure what it is, but I can't seem to get enough sleep.

I caught some kind of sniffles, catarrh, or other yucky nose and throat ailment.  After I drove us back to Little Rock, I slept for a solid 36 hours.  I have been taking two to four naps per day since that sleep binge.  Happily, I now have a new helper.


Of course, I can't show pictures of our kitten (as yet unnamed) while I am napping, but here are her credentials as a nap helper.
Suggestions for names for nameless will be gratefully read.

She also helps with internet communications.

She's not bad at helping to pay bills either.

Well, that's it for this post.  A pillow on my bed is calling my name.

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Last Fiji log -- 3 June 2015

Fiji log -- 2015 farewell


     Writing this from New Mexico.  We left Wananavu yesterday amid tumultuous farewells.  The staff, the divers, the band all came to say good bye, hug us and say how much they hoped we would return.  Those hopes are shared by everyone of the group.
     We got hugs from the whole dive crew -- Enrique most of all.

     Sometime during our trip to Suva and the shark dive, I collected the crud.  It has colored everything I do, making me dragged out and tired.  Even a short walk gets me out of breath.  I am taking the recommended medicines and they help, but slowly.
     Chuck, Niko and a couple of others went fishing our last day.  They could not dive, then hop on an airplane and fly at 40,000 feet without risking depth sickness.  Niko caught a big fish and someone caught one too.












That fish looked really good on the buffet and tasted better.

     The night we left, there was a Fiji style luau.  Meat was cooked in a "lovo" pit and served on a lovely buffet.





     After eating and kava, a group of traditional dancers demonstrated Fijian songs and dances.

Women's fan dance

 Don't remember what the men did.  But it was energetic as Hell and they seemed to have a great time.


 The party was topped off by a Conga line that managed to get most of us dancing.  No one was able to get a picture of me demonstrating that I really can't dance.

     The bus ride back to Nadi did not seem as long as the ride out.  After being dropped off and collecting our luggage, we began sharing weight.  Fran and I were under quite a bit so we were able to stash some of the things our friends collected.  Fiji Airlines is very picky about the weight and number of pieces.
     I remembered the flight out being rough.  Coming home was no better.  The seats are just wrong.  Even stretching out didn't help.  The food was worse than any other airline food I remember.  Flavors were off and what wasn't bland was over-salted.
     Landing at LAX, we went through the new, automated passport control.  It took longer than the old way and we still had to stop at a passport control agent, so no time saved, more annoyance contrived.  The group got together and headed for Southwest's terminal.  It was about a ten minute walk for Fran and I.  Quite a few people elected to take the shuttle, but the weather was fine and walking worked a few of the kinks from that eleven hour flight from Nadi.
     Since we returned, I've been among the walking dead, taking four naps a day and sleeping all night.  The crud is slowly being defeated, whether by the medicine or my body is questionable.  I will not be sorry to see it gone.
And that's it.
I'm going back to bed!

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Fiji log 6 -- 31 May 2015

Fiji log 6 -- 31 May 2015

     Only a few days left here before we head back to New Mexico.  Yesterday was rainy, but not enough to discourage activity.  I shot the squall line coming across our bay.
  Then, the clouds made the sunset much prettier.
  

     On the way up to supper, Fran startled a toad that was resting on the walk way.  The disgruntled amphibian hopped away just as I shot the flash picture.
  I had to crop pretty much to remove Fran's foot from the photo.
     The band was having a kava ceremony between numbers.  There is a definite way to drink kava.  It involves clapping a number of times and using both hands.  Above all, the drinker is respectful of the giver.
 The band    

Terry gets kava'd
      The band is great.  They play every night and at some lunch times.  Tiko, the base guitarist led Fran and me on our walkabout yesterday.  They are working to earn enough money to make a CD.  They promised to send me a copy when they do.  They have written several songs, each distinctive island music and easy listening.  I hope that they have the same success as did Israel Kamakaweo'ole.
     Kava is made from the roots of the kava plant.  In an earlier blog, I showed photos of making it.  When the plant is ground fine, the powder is placed in a cloth bag.  Water is added and when the color is right, the ceremony begins.  It didn't seem to have much taste, but a few ounces drunk last night numbed my tongue.
     This morning, we relaxed as the divers headed out for another day.


     I did my relaxing in a hammock on the beach and shot the two above.  Happily, I did not manage to fall out of the hammock as I was taking pictures.
     Disregarded the manager's advice and walked west along the beach.  After about 50 yards, there was a mangrove patch that ran as far as I could see.  When I went inland, I found a bulldozed road and followed it for about twenty minutes to another cove where a couple of boats were tied up.  Met four guys on their way out to the end of the jetty for hand line fishing.
 Walking, I saw a couple of
shore birds.

We are trying to decide if this

is a heron or an egret.  Most votes are for heron.
Grey version hunting on the beach.

 I found this little path to nowhere near the marina.  I think the stumps are old cocoanut trunks that were planted like we see them.  They are common to the area and often seem to mark property divisions.
     There is an overcast this afternoon, with a brisk wind.  The combination makes taking fish pictures difficult.

These are all taken from the bank.  I have no waterproof camera. 

We haven't identified most of these. 


     Since I can't annoy the fish or natives, let me correct some of the things from previous blogs.  It's mostly spelling.  Fijian is pronounced a little differently from what English speakers expect.
Vowels:
       a as in water
       e as in pet
       i as in mean
       o is long like shore
       u is also long as in true

The consonants have some different sounds as well.
     c sounds like a soft 'th' like the
     b if it has a consonant preceding it is 'mb'
     d if there is a consonant before sounds like 'nd'
     g is pronounced more like the 'ng' in ring
     j is closer to 'ch'
     q is pronounced 'ng' like linger
     r is rolled the way it is done in Scottish or Spanish
     
That means that when I wrote 'yandro' for good morning, the correct spelling is 'yadro'.
Bula is used by everyone for a greeting.  According to my Fijian dictionary, it means 'to get well or to live'.


     Tonight, the group is making a night dive.  This is the group of divers.  Non-divers like me are not included.  They left just before sunset

     To take advantage of the remaining light to navigate to the dive site.  Most of them have dived at night, but our newest diver is excited by the prospect of his first dark dive.  Tomorrow, he will be taken on a deep dive (30 meters).  Tomorrow is also our last full day at Wananavu.  Everyone really liked the place and especially the people.
     That's it for tonight.


     


Friday, May 29, 2015

Fiji log 5 -- 30 May 2015

Fiji log 5 -- 30 May 2015

  
     Things were back to their wonderful normal when we arose this morning.  There were pretty clouds in the sky, but it was dry and most of my gear had dried.   IMPORTANT LESSON LEARNED: Never store your bag midst wet diving gear!
     We found one of the musicians, Tika who said he would show us a nice walk around the resort.
dive boat coming home

rainbow over bay


Fran and Tika under the rainbow

Tia found us a ripe guava growing wild


flowers around one of the vacation villas we passed.


     Some of the photos I took earlier, but didn't post were found when I loaded the pictures from our walk.  Those below are from a couple of days ago.
beach we walked Wednesday

two Mina birds outside our bure

blue jellyfish

blue jelly showing its bottom




pipefish


wild lantana

crab coming up the rocks

      All in all, it was a lovely day today.  I shot a few sunset photos with the other camera and will post those in tomorrow's blog.