Well last night we had a comedy of errors… while in town we’d seen a club with a sign that said “Steps Karaoke Bar.” With my ambitions of singing karaoke in every major city I visit, I insisted Alan and I go on Friday night. So we got cleaned up after our kayak adventure and hopped in a cab to check it out.
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| From Fiji |
Last night we got a real Kava ceremony at our hotel, courtesy of our good friend Cookie. Kava is the national drink of Fiji. It’s a root that is ground up and mixed with water in a special bowl called a bilo. Fijians gather together sitting cross-legged on a straw mat, around the bilo, where an individual is mixing the Kava. The person making the Kava says prayers and leads a series of hand claps and exclamations as he serves up the drink in a small coconut cup. When it’s your turn to be served, you clap your hands, shout “Bula!” to give thanks, then shotgun it. I can”t accurately describe Kava; the flavor is a cross between
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The Sleeping Giant Mountains
We’ve been here almost 2 days and have decided that Fiji could very well pass for a territory in Heaven. The air is crisp and balmy, the sky blues as topaz and the ocean warm as bath water. We were fortunate enough to find a resort of “bures.” A Bure is a little hut on stilts, perched about 2 feet off the ground. Ours is on beachfront property with a prime view of the ocean. Hammocks hang between the palm trees here and we’ve made fast friends with the bartender, Cookie.