Rest of Fiji

Fiji was a great way to end the trip. After braving the worst boatride ever to the Beachcomber Island (wrote about it in the last blog) I sat on the beach all week and just chilled out. I ending up meeting a guy from England named Rory and hung out with him for a few days. He was an absolute laugh and a half, so he was good company. We also hung out with a girl from Brisbane named Kath. I didn't mesh with her personality very well as she was quite boring and didn't really have much to say. You know when you have awkward silences with people? Yeah Rory and I had awkward silences with Kath every 5 minutes. Rory was so much fun though and he made my week go pretty fast.

Everyone on the island goes swimming after the bar closes (probably not the best idea) and one night he and I were in the water talking about music and playing silly games like "the island game". If you were stuck on an island and could bring one book, one song, and one luxury, what would you bring? I chose, To Kill a Mockingbird, Better Together by Jack Johnson, and Pizza. Rory swayed my luxury choice after he chose Q-tips. That's when we both discovered that we are obsessed with clean ears (random fact about me that you probably don't want to know). At one point we're swimming around and this huge thing swoops over my head... and I'm like Whoa, was that a bird? Rory's like, umm no, actually I think it's quite a large bat! And the thing comes swooping back down at us and is flying around above the water. It quickly went away, but it was just freaky... it was like when we were in Sydney and saw the bats hanging from the trees...GROSS!

On Wednesday I met Sean, my first American in weeks other than my mom. Sean was actually the only American that I hung out with on my entire trip. It was nice to meet up with someone who knew what Reese's Cups, cheesesteaks, and Rita's Waterice are! My last full day in Fiji Sean and I rented ocean kayaks and kayaked around the island and to Treasure Island, an island not too far away. Treasure Island had a baby sea turtle pond and we got to pick up and pet sea turtles.

The last few days at Beachcomber Sean, Rory and I made friends with Tom, Alley, Howard, and Lily some other people in our bunk. Doing Borat impressions and acting like idiots at all times became absolutely necessary. VERY NICE! Our last night there at the bar we had a "bad dancing only" dance party and proceeded to master the can opener, the shopping cart, the fishing pole, the sprinkler, the Borat dance, the Hammer dance, and every other absurd dance move you could possibly think of. Everyone else who wasn't in our bunk thought we were complete idiots, it was hilarious.

If I could have done it again, I wouldn't have made my stay in Fiji as long as I did. It was worth it, and I didn't have to wear shoes for a week, but it was a little long to be on an island that takes 10 minutes to walk around. I kind of got island fever, if there is such a thing. I discovered that snorkeling just wasn't my game so I pretty much read all day and laid on the beach. It can get kind of boring after a while. Minus "Awkward Silence Kath", I had good company for most of the time I was there, so it all worked out in the end.