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  • We spent our last day in Los Angeles as well as the USA taking a picnic to the nearby Wattles Garden Park, which was once part of the Wattles Mansion estate, built by architects in the early 20th century.

    The sun arched over the palms trees that line the park's lawn whilst dog walkers and hikers past through, the latter on their way to the adjacent Runyon Canyon Park. We sat and watched this from our vantage point at the back of the park's sloping lawn. Reflecting on our time in the USA it felt like we had been in the country for a long time because of the amount we had done, seen and travelled. Yet at the same time it felt as if it had gone by quickly. However much we looked back over our fond memories from the last month, we were also very excited about the next part of our adventure, New Zealand.

    We returned to our hostel for a shower before taking a shuttle bus down to LAX. Our 11 hour flight to Nadi, Fiji, where we'd connect for our flight to New Zealand, departed Los Angeles at 11:30pm on the 1st June. However we would cross time zones and crucially the 'date line', which meant that we wouldn't actually arrive in Nadi until 5:50am on the 3rd June. We would then have a 3 hour stop over in Nadi before a further 3 hour flight to our destination Auckland, New Zealand. This made our eventual arrival time in Auckland, 11:45am on 3rd June. Technically 36 hours after we started...

    We managed to catch some fitful sleep on the flight to Nadi but we were still dead on our feet once we arrived. Fijians in colourful shirts played traditional music as we filed off the plane and out of our arrival gate. However even they seemed tired after a couple of songs, perhaps sensing a difficult crowd at that time of day. We struggled to stay awake but managed to board our second flight to Auckland in bright morning sunshine, which seemed to slightly lift the heavy humidity as well as our fatigue...
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  • We begin our travels again to leave LA and fly to the beautiful islands that Fiji has to offer. It was another seamless journey (well, almost seamless, but I will tell you that shortly). Myanna kindly offered to drop us off at the train station (for which we will be eternally grateful), then a train to the bus station, a bus to the airport, an 11 and a half hour flight to Fiji, a coach to the ferry, a 2 hour ferry ride to a speed boat, a speed boat to Waya lailai island and bish bosh boom we were there!! But before I tell you of our time on the island, let me tell you a little story...

    It was late at night, around 3 in the morning. We were 3 or 4 hours into our flight to LA, we had been fed, played some on air entertainment challenging each other to complete games of pairs in rapid time and had just settled off to sleep. Then, there was an announcement! "Could anyone who is medically trained please make their way to the front of the plane immediately". I looked around waiting to see if anyone else was going to offer their services, hopefully a doctor. Nobody stood up. They played the announcement again. Still nobody, so up I got, and was taken through first class and into the back of the cockpit. As I walked I was eerily calm at the same time as pooing my pants. I was praying it was a child that was sick. I know what to do with a sick child. The only thing I know what to do on an adult is CPR and I didn't fancy doing that. I was met by two air hostesses and rapidly explained that I was a nurse, not a doctor. I looked around, noone else had come to help, crap!! I asked what the situation was and once they'd finished, I tried to control my laughter. There was a man, in first class, who had been struggling to poo for the last 3 hours and it was causing him pain. I was elated. This I can handle. I work on a gastro ward, I am all over this shit, literally!! I went through first class to go and see the man and assess him. I had ascertained that he could wee, pass wind (so no intestinal blockage) had poo'd in the last 24 hours and was clinically well. I told him to drink lots of water, take some paracetamol for the cramps (and probably grow a pair too). As I went back to explain this to the air hostesses, in barges this half asleep man in a white vest and boxers who declared he was an ex army paramedic and here to save the day. Hallelujah!! I explained the situation to the gentleman who agreed with what I had done. As I made my way to leave he grabbed my arm. "You know, sometimes it's helpful when someone's constipated to stick a finger up their bum to stimulate their rectum". I looked at him and replied " with a less than ,24 history of constipation it's really not something I would reccomend". "Well I think it would help, and since you're a nurse it's probably best if you do it" he said whilst asking the stewardess if I could have a glove. I assured the man that I would not be sticking my finger up anyone's bum hole during this flight, but suggested if he felt so strongly about it, he was more than welcome to give it a go. I spoke with the stewardess again and left. As I left first class I heard the paramedic suggesting his idea to the man and saw him hand over a glove. I hated to break it to him that I doubted the man in first class, who would have had happily had us make an emergency landing in Honolulu for a level of constipation Aiden could only wish for, would be willing to stick his own finger up his bum. When I returned to Aiden he had a grave look of concern on his face, he thought he'd seen me go into the cockpit and decided I was giving CPR to the pilot, and was trying to work out how he was going to land the plane. Nothing that dramatic thank goodness!! Haha.

    So we made it to Waya lailai. A word of advice for anyone traveling to Fiji. Travel in shorts and flip flops. When you make it to your islands you have to get off the speed boats, into the sea, and wade your way through the rocks, sand and water...trousers and plimsolls were not my best choice. We were welcomed to the island by the resort workers singing to us, and greeted by the owner who explained to us that it was a family run resort, and now we are a guests, we are also part of the family. He showed us to our bura, which was a sweet little wooden shack, that thankfully had its own toilet. It reminded me a lot of some of the small beach resorts i went to in Malawi. After a nap to try and recover from the trip we took a snorkel around the beach. I'm going to let Aiden talk to you about the snorkelling as I am completely ignorant to what I am seeing and can do it no justice. We had our first dinner and were very impressed, we were told the portion sizes had a lot to be desired... but there was more than enough. We left as soon as we finished dinner and didn't join in the evening games and carva (although I'm not too sad about the carva) as Aiden was feeling ill we decided to have an early night. The next morning I woke up and the tummy cramps started. That's right, 12 hours on our first tropical destination, and I have a tummy bug. Turns out most of the people on the resort had it, some just had tummy aches, some were ill for 4-6 hours and enjoyed their day. 72 hours later and I'm almost fully better with the aid of tablets. So for this reason I will hand you over to Aiden to tell you of his snorkelling adventures, whilst I laid and read my book. I did manage one snorkel trip, not the amazing one Aidens about to tell you about, but the next day I decided to take some tablets to help myself, and although probably dehydrated and not quite feeling myself I decide to try snorkelling. How hard can it be to float around the sea?! Well this day they decided not to take us out to the reef on the boat. We were to swim there. I managed it there, but by the time we got to the reef and they said to turn back I felt horrendously sick. I spent the whole time swimming back preying not to vomit. Aiden stopped me to look at a shark beneath us, which I tried to see but by this point I was heaving, petrified of vomiting near the shark. I don't think they like vomit...but I wasn't willing to take the chance. Not to mention I didn't think our fellow snorkellers would be too impressed with me. I also managed to do the summit walk, to watch the sun set over the island. Turns out our resort staff do not work on Sundays so we were going to walk it out ourselves, luckily 6 island dogs ran out to guide the way...apologies if Aiden puts the photo up of me climbing the summit, it was a lot steeper than we thought, and I look a bit like death...not sure I was quite well enough for it yes. Oh well, it was well worth it.

    Hellooo, Aiden here, so I'm going to tell you about our time at Waya lailai because Sarah's favourite sport for the period was sprinting back and forth to the bathroom screaming 'don't listen!' It has been a magnificent spectacle, the sheer amount of species on our door step ( and inside our room) is incredible. Moths the size of your fist, huge beetles and grass hoppers, bats, birds, insects, lizards, crabs, geckos ( gismo protected us from the mozzies). Insects pretty much run the place as the island is a bit small to accommodate large mammals and snakes. The level of sea life is also immense with the colours of some of the corals surpassing that of the great barrier reef! When snorkelling we saw countless tropical fish of all colours and sizes, pipe fish, flying fish, star fish, cucumbers and on a couple of occasions some decent sized white tip reef sharks. Unfortunately there was also quite a few small jellyfish who decided they like the taste of my face but you do get used to it, jellyfish that is, not things tasting your face. On the way back from one of the free snorkel trips on the speed boat we actually came across a couple of dolphins who wanted to crash our party. Out of nowhere, 3 feet from me they started launching themselves along the boat and twisting in the air and splashing us with their flippers, I was stunned into silence as they followed us back. The fact that the Fijians were also beside themselves with excitement shows that this was not their usual snorkel trip! Awesome!!!!! Sorry for going all David Attenborough on you guys but these yasawa islands are truly untouched wonders, I do hope tourism does not expand here and it can remain a wonder. As well as snorkelling we also worked up a sweat by trekking to the summit of the island while being guided by a group of local dogs (the pets), one dog in particular stayed with us the whole time to show us the way. We called her Moby. The view of the archipelago was stunning and Sarah was treated to the sight of me falling flat on my bum on the descent! We also had a chance to sample the local drink 'cava', this is a root based refreshment which looks and tastes exactly like it says on the tin... Don't think we'll be rushing to try it again anytime soon, however we did this with the staff as part of their mothers day celebration which was pretty cool! By the way, the odd picture you see attached is one I took of Sarah's jellyfish stings on her bum, thought you guys might enjoy it, thankfully it was not painful enough for me to have to pee on her.... In the name of first aid!
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  • On to our next island, Nacula, to stay at Nabua Lodge. This is more of a resort than the last, no singing to welcome us to the island. But we were still welcomed warmly with a friendly handshake and a big "bula", and a disclaimer form to say they have no responsibilities to our health and wellbeing haha. We also had a lovely surprise when we got to Nabua that they were going to feed us lunch, horray!!! This helped massively to fix the sea sickness we had as the weather is a bit grim, which made the boat ride a tad choppy. As the day continued to be overcast and windy, we spent the rest of the day reading and napping. The next days weather was the same, so we spent the morning reading, and in the afternoon we took a trip out to Blue lagoon. We didn't have high hopes for this snorkel as it was so overcast we wasn't sure how much we'd see, and since there was only another 2 people joining us i think others felt the same. However, it was one of the most spectacular things I have ever seen. The boat driver gave us some bread to feed the fish with first, and then we got in. I was taken aback when I put my head in the water, we were surrounded by hundreds and hundreds of fish, I could barely see the sea water through all the fish. We saw all sorts of fish, I have no idea what they're all called. We saw black and white striped ones, ones with a really long point coming out of its nose, big rainbow coloured fish, some massive fish I thought were sharks. I held my first star fish, a Dutch girl called Maxime who we were diving with came and brought it to us. I decided I didn't agree with picking up starfish out of the sea, so I think I held it for all of 2 seconds. I'm guessing Aiden felt the same because he didn't want to touch it either...but Maxime was insistent. As well as the small tropical fish there were schools of larger fish just staring off into the distance......eeeery. We both spotted a couple of long black and white sea snakes slithering along the ocean floor, coincidentally this is when me, aiden, and Marc (a peculiar young German chap we met) decided to bravely head towards the shore because we 'had seen enough'. We were all just in awe over what we had seen, Aiden said it was better than when he went to the great barrier reef.

    Later this day an army of mostly Canadians turned up on the island, around 50 odd. They were on a voluntourism trip who did a week of work followed by a week of partying, all aged 18-25. Most of them 20, the majority loud and obnoxious. Their leaders were the worst. One was especially bossy and even tried to boss around the 6 of us who were not in their group, telling us whether we were allowed to eat first or not, or to shhhh while she was talking. The other was a 29 year old who decided wearing a bra with an extremely floaty dress was not necessary (it was) while she made a fool of herself desperately trying to cling on to her 20s - meow! (Aiden edit haha don't tell sarah). We would have gone to the blue lagoon again the next day, but due to the size of this group all trips were booked up, and the amount of people would have spoilt it. So once again we spent our morning in a hammock chilling and reading. This is definitely a life we could get used to. In the afternoon we hired a kayak, and went around the bay for about 45 minutes. The sun came out which was nice, but the wind remained so we couldn't go out far as the waves were a bit too choppy and the tide was strong. I decided to repay Aiden for his behaviour on a kyaking trip we took in Menorca, and shoved him at the front of the kayak paddling away whilst I assumed the sunbathing position. He got his own back though, at one point where I did decided to help paddle, Aiden stuck his head in the water with wreckless abandonment to look at the fishes and swung his ore round which abruptly smacked me round the side of the head. He appeared more amused than sorry!

    We had a nice BBQ buffet for dinner. Dinner was really nice. Over the last few days we have acquired some new friends we eat our breakfasts, lunch and dinners with. Our table has been named the 'UN table'. It consists of Matt ( a 34 year old (probably gay) Australian man), Marc (a young man from Germany, in his very early 20s who is socially awkward and inappropriate but me and Aiden find him hilarious), a Saudi gentleman in his mid 20s (who just seems to sleep all day) and 2 new people from England, both maybe 20, A loud but pleasant Brandon and Emma who seems to keep him in check (after only knowing him for 24 hours she is already his mother). This was a very interesting group to share our meals with, we've learnt about each other's politics and how we all see each other's's all been very enlightening. At the end of this evening our Fijian hosts put on a dance show for us, dressed in straw skirts, with lots of squealing. This was really fun to watch but when they said it was time for us to join in we all made a swift exit, mainly because the Canadian group is too loud and because I'm very close to smacking their leader in the face.

    So out adventures on this island are over, the nice weather has returned. But we are leaving with some nice memories of people we have met, snorkeling we have done and a wooden tortoise souvenir to put in our house when we return.
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  • Our final day on Nacula saw us yet again board the Yasawa Flyer for our trip to the Manta Ray Island resort - our last stop! Our praying paid off as the large group jumped off at the stop before ours... Phew! We arrived to complimentary drinks and a beautiful resort. We began our island hopping at a family run resort based in the wild with a close knit and basic atmosphere, followed by the more organised Nabua Lodge. We have now taken a further step up the ladder and arrived at paradise..... There is a beach bar, lounging area, sunbeds, treehouse burers and it wasn't infested with Canadians ☺. The meals are also supplied in 3 courses! Straight away in the morning we headed down to the beach for a drop of snorkelling before boating out for a Manta Ray snorkel....
    It has been an objective of mine for years to swim with these creatures and what an experience it was. After warning us of a strong current and a final head count we jumped in. The visibility was initially poor but after eye adjustment we could just make out the bed and the larger fish in that area. After 4/5 minutes swimming came the manic pointing from fellow snorkellers to below, and sure enough about 4 metres below was and absolutely huge Manta with a wing span of around 4 metres.... What a beast!!! It was just gliding gracefully and harmlessly with its cleaning fish along its back....paying no heed to the mortals above taking photos. After this, me and Sarah got detached from the main group and drifted down current and casullay met another huge Ray at its cleaning station. We were scarcely 2 metres away! It took all of our effort to stay put against the current whilst this Manta was effortlessly carving through it. 2 minutes later 2 smaller rays came at us riding the current at blistering speed heading straight for sarah! Both wizzed straight under her flippers (I was very jealous) and were gone. At this point the current was making mince meat of us and we were 150 metres from the group. We came across two stray Chinese who screamed at me that they had just seen a shark and were dashing for their boat. So just short of shouting Wwwiiilllsssooonnn we hitched a ride with these wussbags back to our group. Once back with the group we saw one more submerged Manta and two on the surface. After swapping stories with fellow tourists who generally saw 3/4 mantas, me and Sarah sat very smuggely after our little adventure. I am currently sitting at the beach bar after lunch, chilling with miss Cobbold looking forward to potentially a cheeky bit of scuba on the morrow.

    This evening after our dinner we decided it was time to be social...we wandered down to the bar. Sarah finally enjoyed a pinã colada, and I indulged in a cheeky coke. The resort staff put on a traditional Fijian dance show for us, which was great fun to watch. Sarah was dragged up to try a mild bit of Fijian belly dancing, and just as I thought I'd got away with it, I was dragged up to do some kind of dance routine by a lady. For the last dance they had us all join a line, the snake! One of the funniest dances ever and if we ever get married, a warning to you all, we will be doing this at the reception...and joining in it will not be optional 😉

    .... As promised me and Sarah have completed two scuba dives this morning, what a day! I already have the PADI open water qualification, however, that was 8 years ago and I struggle to remember to put my shoes on in the morning so there was no way I would remember how to dive so I did the intro dives with Sarah. After introducing us to the equipment and going through a few skills with us we headed into the resort reef for our first dive. Sarah is unqualified so stayed linked to Ato (the instructor) whilst I stayed behind, getting myself reintroduced to neutral beuyoncy. This dive saw us get to 10 metres and once again see an impressive array of corals and creatures alike. We played with a group of giant clams, sea cucumbers, crabs, baby starfish and countless reef fish. Ato saw a Moray eel and a stingray which me and Sarah both missed.... Probably for the best! We did however see Bob the reef shark on the way in. I'll reiterate that this whole marine reserve is an untouched beauty and we feel so lucky to have access to such a pristine environment. Having experienced the barrier reef myself and hearing from several other divers, these reefs are probably the most diverse place on this planet to dive.
    One toilet break later and we were on a boat heading out to deeper waters. I didn't realise they were taking us to 20 metres on our second dive...crazy! We entered James bond style and submerged to the depths. The fish here were once again beautiful with added effect of the dramatic drop offs and larger reefs. One of my favourites were the clown fish which would rub themselves against the coral just like nemo! After much teasing they would then turn aggressive and try to bite, instantly regret this, then retreat to the anenome. After 10 minutes we came across a surreal site, a school of around 30 Buffalo Parrot fish each about 1.5m in length just chilling in front of us! Instantaneously a grey reef shark came into view and after a few minutes began to swim towards us, it's mouth agape and chomping at the water. Sarah thought she would slyly shift backwards in an attempt to create a barrier of me and Ato. However, she did not notice my own slight shift backwards to create a Sarah-Ato wall between me and the shark. I remained safe, a coward but safe..... All of a sudden another shark came in on the action and the two circled only a couple of metres away. This was absolutely phenomenal!
    On our way back it would have been rude not to have a cheeky snorkel with the Manta rays again, so we dipped in for 5 minutes, seeing a couple of absolute beauts before heading off for some well deserved grilled cheese sarnies for lunch. After an afternoon nap we are chilling here at the beach bar, sad at the prospect of leaving the Yasawas tomorrow and beginning our journey to new Zealand as Fiji has been good to us. The next time we write should be hopefully after a few good treks on the north island, for now vinaka Fiji and BULA!
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  • Today we docked for an overnight stay in Suva, the capital of the beautiful island of Fiji.As the others weren't to keen on exploring the place, I decided to head out on my own.I took the main road out of town, in the general direction of the Fiji museum.
    On the way I passed amongst other things; the Suva Olympic swimming pool, which was basically a lido that you would have found in places like New Brighton, on Wirral 30 odd years ago.
    But I must admit that the place was well looked after and water looked very clean and definitely inviting considering that the outside temperature was about 80°c.
    Next I came across the quite old but impressive high court building.
    Just after the high court was Albert Park, I'm guessing named after Prince Albert
    This is a rugby ground complete with grandstand, and can apparently hold two matches at the same time, such is the size of it, there was quite a lot of renovation going on and was fenced off by the builders doing the work, so I couldn't get a closer look at the place.
    Next was Fiji Museum, this is a museum located in the capital city's botanical gardens, Thurston Gardens.
    The museum houses an extensive archaeological collection dating back 3,700 years and relics of Fiji's indigenous cultural history, which included some quite gruesome ritualized cannibalism, that is graphically described, along with some photos and drawings
    Also on display is the rudder of the HMS Bounty of the mutiny fame.
    The museum is fairly small, but for the very reasonable $7AUD entrance fee well worth a visit.
    After the museum I carried on walking up the hill and through what looked like a residential area, this is where I came across this rather quaint local police station, complete with a police officer in the traditional Fijian Sulu as part of his uniform.
    The Sulu is a sort of sarong which is worn by both men and women
    Anyway this officer saw me and came out to see if I was lost, and we chatted for about 5 minutes which was really nice.
    I must say that all the people I spoke to, and there where quite a few, were very friendly and helpful.
    As I carried on back towards town I came across a small Anglican church with a service going on, I wandered up to the open entrance to have look, and listen to the singing, when a bloke came out to invite me in, he was also dressed in a traditional Sulu.
    I said I'll just stand in the entrance and listen, which he said was fine.
    After a few minutes, I carried on down the hill towards the town and came across the Sacred Heart Cathedral, which to be honest didn't look much like a church.Inside the main building was not very ornate, nothing like the churches or cathedrals in Europe, but still interesting.
    I noticed that on the walls where pieces of stone and small carvings that were from various cathedrals around the world, one piece of carving was from Canterbury Cathedral which was interesting in itself.
    As I was walking by the alter there where about 3 or 4 people who looked like they worked in the cathedral.One of them asked me if I had a camera?
    I said yes but it's in my pocket; thinking she was going to say no photos.
    But she showed me a very small and winding set of stairs and said if I went up there I could get a good photo of the cathedral
    As I said earlier, such nice friendly and helpful people.
    Further on into the town I came across another park, this one is called Ratu Sukuna Park and there was a rehearsal going on for a concert later that night, the choir was backed by a sort of rock band, they were singing gospel type music and the main singer had a beautiful voice.
    To be honest they where all brilliant and the sound was fantastic, there where two dancers acting out the words of the song with contemporary dancing, who were also very good, in fact I stayed there for about 15 minutes filming them.
    When I got back to the port, I had a walk around the massive fruit and veg market, which is fascinating with some of the strangest looking vegetables I've ever seen.
    Upstairs in the market they sell Kava which is a type of root which is ground up to make a drink with hot water.
    Apparently the effects are similar to marijuana in that it relaxes you and gives you a high, but doesn't screw with your brain like marijuana does, so I'm told.
    Not that I was brave enough to try any, lol
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  • Am Donnerstag fing der Tag wieder gut an. Zum Frühstück gab es wieder Cheesebuns und dazu diesmal Papayastückchen dazu. Gelungener Start in den Tag.
    Für die Kindergartenkinder hatte ich ganz viele Polizeiautos zum Ausmalen mitgebracht, die ich am Mittwoch noch mit voller Begeisterung ausgedruckt haben. An diesem Tag lernten die Kinder einen neuen Reim, der von Vögeln handelte, die auf einem Baum saßen. Das Highlight im Kindergarten war, dass wir diesmal zum Geschichten lesen nach draußen auf den Schulhof gegangen sind und uns dort ein schattiges Plätzchen gesucht haben. Ansonsten war der Kindergarten recht normal :)
    Auch der restliche Tag ist ziemlich chillig geworden ,da wir nachmittags mal nichts vorhatten :D stattdessen haben Michi und ich die Zeit genutzt, um unsere Unterkunft für unseren Wochenendtrip nach Sinatoka zu buchen. :)
    Danach habe ich im Supermarkt ein paar Sachen wie Buntstifte und Luftballons für meine Kiddis gekauft. Jeden Freitag ist nämlich Sportsday und da darf ich Spiele vorbereiten :)))
    Am Abend spielten wir (Annika, Timo, Michaela, Michaela & ich) noch Kniffel und danach habe ich endlich die Bilder vom Schnorcheln mit Doreen ausgetauscht :)
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  • Am Sonntag ist eigentlich nichts besonderes mehr passiert, denn es war der Tag unserer Abreise zurück ins Volunteer House.
    Wir sind also recht zeitig aufgestanden, da wir um 10 ausschecken mussten. Schlafen konnten wir ja letztendlich auch noch genug in der Hängematte und im Bus. Den restlichen Tag haben wir dann chillig in der Hängematte am Strand verbracht und haben den Bus dann um 14 Uhr genommen, um pünktlich fürs Abendessen wieder zu Hause zu sein. Nach einer Selbstmordbusfahrt sind wir dann auch trotzdem wohlbehalten am Volunteer House angekommen. Wir waren zwar ne halbe Stunde schneller, was bei diesen schlechten Straßenverhältnissen echt was heißt, und der Bus hatte noch so komische Ausklappsitze, die alles andere als sicher waren und von Anschnallern wollen wir gar nicht reden, aber Anna, Doreen und ich sind trotzdem gut angekommen :)
    Den Abend haben dann auch klassisch mit Uno ausklingen lassen und ich bin nach einem halben Kilo Handwäsche dann auch recht früh ins Bett gegangen :)
    Das Armband an meinem Fuß haben wir beim Schnorchelguide gekauft, da wir dadurch seine Familie wenigstens noch finanziell unterstützt haben.
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  • Montag war endlich der Beginn meines Projekts, ich hatte so unendlich drauf gewartet. Mein Projektort ist der "Nasinu Kindergarten". Doch der Beginn hat sich etwas anderes entwickelt als ich dachte... Normalerweise erwartet man ja, dass man in die Planung mit einbezogen wird, und erstmal eingeweiht wird, Naja war jetzt nicht so der Fall. Aber das war nicht das einzige Problem, die Erziehung hier ist einfach anders. Hier schreien die Lehrer einfach nur rum, um die Kinder ruhig zu stellen, ruhig stellen ist bei 64 Kindern in einem Raum gar nicht so einfach. Und wenn sie nicht auf die Lehrerinnen hören drohen sie mit Schlägen mit einem Lineal auf dem Schreibtisch und setzen die auch ein... Ich war etwas geschockt :o Danke Mama für das helfende Telefongespräch danach, sonst wäre ich wahrscheinlich durchgedreht..
    Andere Länder, andere Sitten!
    Aber die Kinder sind wirklich süß, die kann man einfach nur lieb haben :)) Ich denke ich versuche Ihnen einfach die Wochen so schön wie möglich zu machen :) Denn die Kinder haben einfach mal nichts, keine Schere, keinen Kleber und wenn sie Buntstifte haben, ist das schon eine Seltenheit... Die brauchen echt Hilfe... Naja die Situation bessert sich bestimmt :)
    Der Rest des Tages verlief ziemlich normal :) Ich kam nach Hause und wir haben erstmal gegessen, wie immer Reis :D und danach habe ich ein paar Spiele für die nächsten Stunden vorbereitet. Man ist halt schon ein bisschen eingeschränkt, wenn man kaum Material zur Verfügung hat, der Raum sehr klein ist und den nur selten verlassen darf. Da ist Kreativität gefragt :D Die ersten Tänze von mir waren erstmal der Banana Song, die Pfadfinder müssten ihn kennen : "Bananas of the world, united.. peal Banana, peal peal Banana".. :D
    Helen und ich haben uns dann später noch ne Packung Eis gegönnt, die wir dann schön über die Woche genießen können. Oh mein Gott, dass Fiji Eis ist so gut *_* Caramel Schoki irgendwas, hier genannt "Blitz", einfach genial. Foto verlinkt.
    Das war dann auch schon der Montag haben lediglich versucht unser Wochenende zu planen und einige haben versucht Armbänder selber zu machen. Helen hat für mich einfach mal eins mitgemacht, eine Art Freundschaftsband, ihr seht es auf dem Foto!
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  • Nach einem einstündigen Zwischenstopp mit teils neuen Fluggästen und aufgefülltem Tank starteten wir um 08:30 Uhr mit Flug Nr. 17, Fiji Airways (FJ852), von Faleolo (Samoa 🇼🇸) nach Nadi (Fiji 🇫🇯). Knapp eine Stunde später landeten wir auch schon in Nadi, Ortszeit 08:25 Uhr.

    Gegenüber Deutschland sind wir nun 10 Stunden voraus, statt noch auf Hawaii 12 Stunden zurück.

    Am Flughafen Nadi wurden wir bereits von unserem Shuttle erwartet. An unserer Unterkunft Smugglers Cove verbrachten wir den ganzen Tag mit weiteren Reisevorbereitung, Lesen & Chillen.

    Doch es hieß auch "It's bula time. Auf Fiji führen traditionell Krieger die Braut zum Altar" dies war eine weitere kreative Aufgabe, die uns von Anika & Kai für unsere Reise gestellt wurde. Diese haben wir entsprechend versucht umzusetzen. Vielen Dank an Euch Beide, dass Ihr auch diese Aufgabe als Bestanden bewertet habt.

    PS: Der Krieger stand auch auf großem Fuß, Schuhgröße 48! Zum Vergleich Christofs Fuß.

    Abends wurden wir in den Kreis der Kavaholiks aufgenommen😊
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