Not much to say as for this morning, laid low because of the drought and helped Jen and Suli do a bit of cleaning. The lovely Aussie lady rang to tell me she had been suffering a stomach virus and suggested I might go to a hostel for a few days. I knew nothing about the nearby hostels because I was somewhat under the impression that i didn’t need to book accommodation because they told me not to worry about it…Seqa na neqa! That is pronounced ‘sen-gah nah-leng-ah’ and means ‘no worries’… :)
Her husband came and gave me a lift to Maravou, it was all such short notice! Before I knew it I was out the door, a little Fiji cell phone in hand, and all my bags. I had no idea what I was doing, I hadn’t done much research because I thought I was going to be with these guys most of the time. I was a little jostled at first to be without a plan and an infected/burned foot but I made the best of it.
The Aussie couple gave me a metal pot full of vegetables so I could use the communal kitchen. It unfortunately didn’t last very long because they forgot to bring the cover and it got infested with ants pretty quickly.
Anywho, I moped around the hostel for a while and decided I would order a dinner. Their dinners turned out to be spectacular, a little on the expensive side but with the currency exchange favoring the US dollar I didn’t feel too bad about it. Delicious. Before I went down to eat, I took a shower (there was cold water, woohoo!) and tried to collect my thoughts. There was only one other person staying in the 6 person dorm that first night, a great Australian guy named Kane—in Taveuni for exploring and scuba diving as part as a vacation by himself, he came to the right place for sure. We chatted about yoga, something we had in common, and since he had been there already for a few days he told me about what he had been up to. Glad to be making connections! There are a lot of backpackers in this particular hostel so you really can meet the most amazing, lovely people from around the world.
I went down to dinner and ended up sitting with another Australian family, (mom, dad, 2 kids-girl and boy, mid twenties I would say), and then Kane joined as well for a while. Conversation always flows easily and we sat around chatting over dinner for a bit which I think was chicken that night—I was so hungry I ate it anyway! I feel less weird about eating meat at the hostel as well as in Fiji in general because you can be almost certain it is ‘local.’
After dinner, I sat and drank some grog for a while with a bunch of the hostel staff and Kane. It was only my second go with kava and I drank a little more than before, nothing too crazy though! A body heaviness was noted…that was about it. So much guitar playing and singing, it was lovely.
I was feeling pretty tired so I went to bed early. Luckily most people around here seem to be early risers, so Kane and I didn’t disturb each other at night (early to bed, as well), or in the morning. He’s getting up early to go scuba diving, and who knows what I will do. I feel slightly helpless because I don’t know what my plans are, all of a sudden. We shall see. My burn is really not getting any better so I think I will rest tomorrow and try to keep my foot elevated. There is a sweet hammock calling my name! Tomorrow will be better, even if I don’t do much. I wonder if we will get any more characters in the hostel? It will be interesting to see what happens. The Australian couple mentioned having me go stay in a village and the husband mentioned it when he left me at the hostel, but I had no clue so I am just waiting for news! Adventures, adventures.