February 2nd
Arrive in Fiji at 5:30am, Feb. 2nd after leaving LA at 10:30pm. On January 31st. No 1st of February, 2009 for me.
Board the ferry that travels between the small islands of the Mamanuca and Yasawa chains. Grab a seat on the top deck in front of a group of Aussie college kids so vapid, I lost brain cells sitting in such close proximity. Thankfully, they're headed to one of the "party" islands.
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Kuata is a prime example of Fiji, which pretty much means paradise. The hostel/resort set-up is owned and operated by the community and 75% of all the money goes directly back into the village.
In the afternoon, a group of us visit the village and the school. Everyone is warm and welcoming. The school children scramble around us to take have their pictures taken.
About Me
- Ali
- I'm silly, rambunctious, self-involved, somewhat arrogant (I like to hope it's endearing), and wear my heart on my sleeve. People, storytelling, sunshine, and funny stuff are my top sources of glee. *** A large percentage of my time is spent daydreaming and I've had a narrator for as long as I can remember (which is around 2-&-a-bit years old). Until recently, I assumed everyone had one. Apparently, it's considered an indicator of possible mental health issues. I would have hoped the narrator would have worked that in sooner, but clearly it was news to both of us. *** I stopped focusing on dance about a year ago and have since discovered the joys of theatre, improv, beer, and idleness. The consequent improvement in my quality of life is impressive, to say the least. And now it's time for adventuring. I've packed up my bag and hit the road. These are my stories.
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