{"id":910,"date":"2010-08-15T20:57:59","date_gmt":"2010-08-15T12:57:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mayl.id.au\/?page_id=910"},"modified":"2017-08-17T00:42:29","modified_gmt":"2017-08-16T16:42:29","slug":"fiji-pg-3","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.mayl.id.au\/?page_id=910","title":{"rendered":"Fiji Pg 3"},"content":{"rendered":"

At 3pm, Fiji time, which turned out to mean more like 3:40, there was a weaving lesson that I went along to with my trusty photographer at my side.\u00a0 The lesson was really interesting and I learned how to make a bookmark and a bangle both of which, I was strongly advised by the girl sitting next to me who was an Australian Quarantine Officer, I could not bring home with me.<\/p>\n

\"Weaving

Weaving a Bracelet<\/p><\/div>\n

But I\u2019ve learned how to weave them now and I think there may be some pandanas plants down at the park near home so I can commit the more minor crime of bringing home some dead leaves from there and have another go.\u00a0 Here\u2019s the photo which is allegedly of me weaving.\u00a0 Doesn\u2019t look to be what\u2019s centred on the photo to me!!!\u00a0 Oh well.\u00a0 While he has red blood circulating in his veins\u2026<\/p>\n

We got to the bar in time for happy hour and ordered a drink each and very soon along came Opa with his grand-daughter Nadine clutching the game Rummikub and asked if we\u2019d like to play.\u00a0 We did indeed and spent a very happy time playing with the 2 of them.\u00a0 This became a regular feature every evening where we played with Opa and whoever else turned up at the time and I learned the German words for black, red, blue and yellow.<\/p>\n

I have had a fascination with the German language since high school when my French teacher taught me a few words during lunch times but I really haven\u2019t had the opportunity to study it properly.\u00a0 It was so wonderful to be able to try my skills in such a supportive and appreciative environment as our adoptive family and I truly had a ball.\u00a0 David loved seeing my enjoyment of this and I was surprised at how many words came to mind when I needed them.\u00a0 Sometimes even words I wasn\u2019t aware I knew would just pop up at the right time.\u00a0 Nadine and her dad, Matthias, were particularly helpful with supplying new words for me to learn and try.<\/p>\n

While I\u2019m on the subject of the family anyway I must say that David and I both completely adored every single one of them.\u00a0 First there was dear Opa, 89 years young and as strong and determined as an ox.\u00a0 Such a sweetie.\u00a0 Then his son Matthias with wife Stella.\u00a0 They were a gorgeous couple and so interesting to talk to with lots of experiences in Germany and New Zealand to share.\u00a0 Matthias is interested in alternate medicine so we had lots to talk about and I told him a bit about raw food and very briefly loaned him \u201912 Steps to Raw Food\u2019 to look through.\u00a0 David and I often stayed at the table after meals chatting with Matthias for a while and felt so relaxed as you do in good company.<\/p>\n

Their daughter was Nadine.\u00a0 Stunning looking, a figure to die for and the most capable, caring grand-daughter any Opa could wish for.\u00a0 We loved watching her as she spoke with him.\u00a0 And two handsome sons Dylan and David who never sat still, always off burning energy as young men will.\u00a0 The entire family dynamics were a pleasure to be involved with and they all got on so well we really were honoured to share their meal table each day and to appear so welcomed by them.<\/p>\n

Dinner this night was a \u2018Meat BBQ\u2019 but there were jacket potatoes, garlic bread and plentiful and varied salads so I had plenty of delicious food as always.\u00a0 We laughingly anticipated how small dessert would be and it didn\u2019t let us down.\u00a0 The \u2018fruit salad and ice cream\u2019 was served in a tiny ramekin dish.\u00a0 My salad consisted of 8 very small lumps of assorted fruit and a scoop (didn\u2019t know they made them that small) of ice cream.<\/p>\n

Here’s our favourite barman, he was such a character!!!<\/p>\n

\"Octopus

Octopus Resort Barman<\/p><\/div>\n

Sun 12th<\/sup>
\nAfter breakfast the activity for the day was to go up the stairs and down the other side of the hill to the village for the Easter Sunday church service.\u00a0 David and I joined the group but paced out in front so that we could climb the stairs at a decent speed without being held up if the group stopped and started.\u00a0 That achieved, we were happy to walk slowly down the rough terrain that was the path down; over the tree roots and rocks and potholes, as I\u2019ve already mentioned.<\/p>\n

This time we were escorted through the pig pens and came to another small set of concrete steps up, and then down onto the beach fronting the village itself.\u00a0 The bures were small, perhaps 2 metres by 2 metres, and most had tin rooves.\u00a0 We found out later that each one usually housed a family of 4 to 6 people.\u00a0 There were people showering, clothed, in outdoor showers and there were a few dogs, chickens and a kitten wandering around.\u00a0 We went between a few bures to a central grassed area that contained, surprisingly, some solar panels and a TV satellite dish, and beyond that was the grand (by comparison to the bures) church building.<\/p>\n

\"The

The Village Church<\/p><\/div>\n

The service was really lovely even though, for the most, part it was in Fijian and we couldn\u2019t understand a word.\u00a0 The sincerity was there and that\u2019s what mattered.\u00a0 The choir were amazing.\u00a0 Not a single instrument to be had but they sang 4 part harmony so well it just gave us all goosebumps.\u00a0 The time passed really quickly though I truly don\u2019t know how long the service went.\u00a0 Perhaps 2 hours for a guess.\u00a0 We\u2019d forgotten to take any money with us for the collection but Matthias kindly allowed us to borrow some from him.\u00a0 Everything in the resort was charged to our bure so we\u2019d got out of the habit of carrying any money already.<\/p>\n

David had looked around at the back of the congregation during the service to find men, women and children all seated cross-legged on the floor in the aisle as the 30 or so people from the resort had used about a quarter of the pews but they all smiled broadly at him.\u00a0 No offense taken at all it seems.<\/p>\n

Once the service was over we went outside to find our shoes which we\u2019d been warned ahead of time to remove before going in.\u00a0 We\u2019d also been asked to wear nothing on our heads in the village or church \u2013 not even sunnies pushed up.<\/p>\n

Opa and Matthias had been taken around to the village in a boat so that Opa didn\u2019t have to climb the hill but they\u2019d been informed that the low tide would prevent them<\/p>\n

\"L-R

L-R David, Matthias & Opa<\/p><\/div>\n

being picked up and taken back.\u00a0 Opa was not daunted by this at all \u2013 in fact he\u2019d been rather offended I think that he wasn\u2019t allowed to walk to the church like everyone else.\u00a0 So for the homeward journey he strode out with his walking stick and really did an amazing job with the rough climb to the top of the hill.\u00a0 The other resort folk went ahead but David and I stayed with Matthias and Opa, chatting happily.\u00a0 I came up with my most difficult German \u2018sentence\u2019, telling Matthias there were 177 steps on the other side that we had to go down.\u00a0 I\u2019m probably incorrect in my spelling but 177 in German is ein hundert seben und sepzig.\u00a0 Looks so easy written down but it took a lot of thought and mouth shaping to say it LOL\u00a0 And Matthias was not fooled by our happy chat; we thought we were being so discrete.\u00a0 We were more than happy to be with them but yes, we were also staying just in case of misadventure so that we could go for help and leave Matthias with Opa.\u00a0 Not that we dreamed anything would happen but it was good to feel that all angles were covered.\u00a0 But Opa romped home anyway.<\/p>\n

Dinner tonight was chicken so I asked for the vegetarian option and this was what I<\/p>\n

\"Fresh

Fresh Vegetables in a Filo Boat<\/p><\/div>\n

got.\u00a0 Isn\u2019t it pretty?\u00a0 Assorted vegetables served in a filo \u2018nest\u2019.\u00a0 [Looking at this photo over a year later my mouth still waters at the memory of that dish!]\u00a0 I didn\u2019t crop the top of the photo as you can see the Rummikub game lurking there hehehe.<\/p>\n

I think this was the night, as we were just snuggling down in bed, that we heard the shrieks and \u2018out of character words\u2019 from Nadine.\u00a0 It seems there was a massive spider in their room which freaked them all out. \u00a0They went to the office who told them everything was harmless in Fiji so they decided they could cope.\u00a0 On the second night they accepted its presence.\u00a0 On the third night they realised it had been dead all along.\u00a0 That made it so funny!\u00a0 But I\u2019m glad it didn’t decide it wanted to die in our bure!!!<\/p>\n

\"Footprints

Footprints in the Sand<\/p><\/div>\n

Mon 13th<\/sup>
\nDavid and I went for an early morning walk on the beach and I took a photo as it looked so cute with just our footprints there.<\/p>\n

Now I have to mention the wonderfully entertaining and funny hermit crabs.\u00a0 We laughed so much at these every time we walked along the sand because, once you\u2019d become aware of them, it just looked as if most of the shells would be scuttling across the beach until you were a couple of steps from them and then suddenly they\u2019d bob down and be still.\u00a0 If you wished you could feel quite royal as you walked along with all your subjects bobbing down as you approached.\u00a0 It made us very conscious of trying not to step on any shells though!<\/p>\n

On any beach there are curly shells and there are flat shells and if you picked up any curly shell on this island I can guarantee it had someone housed in it.\u00a0 In any square metre of beach there would have been half a dozen of these dear little creatures.<\/p>\n

Today\u2019s activity was a climb to the top of the mountain on the island but we couldn\u2019t go as we\u2019d booked a massage.\u00a0 I\u2019m not sure if I was disappointed or not as the hike sounded wonderful but the last of it was apparently scrambling up a vertical rock cliff being \u2018assisted\u2019 by the native guide and then teetering on the top with a sheer drop on all sides.\u00a0 Now that part did not sound my scene at all.\u00a0 David has never had a massage in his life and was not going to have one but we had bumped into Matthias and Stella on their way out of the massage hut on Saturday and they\u2019d given glowing reports so David had decided he would give it a shot.<\/p>\n

As it happens the new massage hut was having some building work done on it so we were \u2018done\u2019 in our room.\u00a0 I had the single bed and David the double which meant we were rather low for the poor ladies, and David\u2019s lady had to virtually clamber on the bed with him!\u00a0 But they did a beautiful job and we both had really lovely massages for an hour.\u00a0 Did it convert David into wanting another in the future?\u00a0 No.<\/p>\n

I’ll try to briefly describe here what the bure was made of.<\/p>\n

\"Octopus

Octopus Resort Bure<\/p><\/div>\n

You can see the 4 sturdy poles holding up the veranda in this shot, plus the tall thatched roof and hopefully the dried leaf matting that makes up the walls.<\/p>\n

\"Octopus

Octopus Resort Bure Inner Lining<\/p><\/div>\n

The inside had some lesss-sturdy poles at regular intervals and another layer of the wall matting.\u00a0 You could see a little daylight through the walls in places but it was fairly well covered.\u00a0 You can also see in the top of this one how the inner roof was plaited from large strips of palm fronds.<\/p>\n

And lastly, this is looking up into the inside of that tall roof.\u00a0 It was beautifully artistic work with all the palm frond weaving and then the sticks and heavy beams with the decorative rope lashing.<\/p>\n

\"Octopus

Octopus Resort Bure Roof<\/p><\/div>\n

In the afternoon the activity was a tour of the village which David and I decided to go on.\u00a0 Our guide was Tivoli and he was definitely one of my favourite staff members.\u00a0 He had big brown soft kind eyes and a gentle, patient nature.\u00a0 We took the same route as we had the day before because it was the only one LOL\u00a0 Up the steps, over the hill, down the dust track amidst the boulders and tree roots, through the pig pens, up the smaller flight of stairs over a bit of cliff and down onto the village beach.<\/p>\n

This time it felt OK to look at the bures (homes) there as we\u2019d been invited to do just that, but we still didn\u2019t get to see inside one.\u00a0 And that\u2019s fair enough.\u00a0 It was kind enough of them to allow us to look around at all.\u00a0 We had been encouraged by the resort manager to ask as many questions as we wanted and we all plied patient Tivoli with lots of enquiries.\u00a0 About 300 people lived in this little village, spaced over an area of about 2 acres.\u00a0 I\u2019m hopeless with area estimates but am trying to liken it to 8 of my in-laws\u2019 \u00bc acre blocks joined up.\u00a0 Maybe it was 3 acres.<\/p>\n

Each bure housed a family of about 4 to 6 people and some barely looked big enough.\u00a0 My guess would be that they have bed rolls that they roll over the floor at night as I\u2019m sure that 6 laying adults would cover the entire floor of some of the bures!\u00a0 The external walls looked to be made of plasterboard, though there were some newer homes being made of breeze blocks (large bricks made of what look to be small pebbles<\/p>\n

\"Tivoli's

Tivoli's Home<\/p><\/div>\n

held together with concrete which we use for internal walls here in Perth).\u00a0 Most of the rooves were corrugated iron.\u00a0 The only bure we saw with a garden around it was the home that Tivoli proudly announced to be his own.<\/p>\n

The whole village was nestled amongst a mass of breadfruit trees though we\u2019d passed some huge mango trees on the way down the hill.\u00a0 We were also told that the villagers grew some more crops further up the hill away from our path, which they used for themselves and sold to the resort.<\/p>\n

It was really interesting looking around.\u00a0 There were quite a few villagers not doing a lot and many gathered around their communal cooking areas.\u00a0 These were what can best be described as \u2018lean to huts\u2019 and consisted of corrugated iron half-height walls.\u00a0 (Photo further on.)<\/p>\n

\"Opa

Opa with Two Village Bures<\/p><\/div>\n

Here\u2019s a photo taken on Sunday of Opa and you can see a small bure made of corrugated iron on the left and a really classy bure on the right.\u00a0 The pole in the centre of the photo also appears to have a street light on it which I didn\u2019t notice at the time.\u00a0 There is a similar looking pole in the central grassed area so I guess they have at least 2 lights in the village though I\u2019m positive I didn\u2019t see any on the path from the resort where they\u2019d really need them.<\/p>\n

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