FIJI, CHAPTER 4: Sharks, Fire Walkers, and Kava

I woke up to find Jennifer and her luggage had gone. I hopped in the shower and the little black cat was curled up against the outer side of the window. I finished getting ready, and the cat escorted me to the dive shop. There was a giant white board that contained all of the…

FIJI, CHAPTER 3: Cyclone Keni

Barry’s and Joan’s pond bure was smaller than mine, but it had a concrete wall separating their bed from my “guest” bed. I dragged my bed away from the windows and pushed it up against the concrete divider. There was no giant window in the bathroom, which was a plus. Though, I still felt uncomfortable…

FIJI, CHAPTER 2: Between Cyclones

The floor to ceiling shower window that faced my neighbor’s lanai was not so awesome after all. The hotel staff and my neighbors were quite busy each morning, and I kept hopping back and forth in and out of the shower in an attempt to shield my body. Compounded with the fact that everyone knew…

FIJI, CHAPTER 1: The Mists of Beqa

I should have written sooner about Fiji but every time I thought about it, the nausea came. I didn’t think it was possible to have such a strong physical reaction to the mention of a popular Pacific paradise. *In breath* Fiji *out breath*…so far, so good. I’ll try to remember it as best as I…