Walu Beach Resort Malolo Island

... riding a bike.  I am like a kid in a candy store jumping from one great sport to another.  I feel so lucky to have learned these skills when I was young and to have a grandfather that took time to teach them to me.  Although he has passed on, I wish he could see what great memories he left me by taking time to teach me sailing at an early age.  <br><br>We play Rummy 500 on the beach.  Kristin beats me on the last hand going out on the first turn ...

5 Päivää vierähti Aucklandissa ja jotenki ei saatu siitä mitään irti. Tosiaan ei hirveesti päästy liikkuu ku J:n jalat oli aika heikossa hapessa. Käytiin Akvaariossa (kuvia sieltä sitten myöhemmin ja Teemulle terveisiä), outlet ostarilla ja hengailtiin ytimessä. Hirveen kokonen kaupunkihan toi Auckland on mut jotenki nihee. Käykää ite zekkaamassa ...

... as despite returning with about 15 fish, they only gave us 4 between about 20 of us but still it was welcome to have a taste of something other than rice! So we spènt our last night eating fresh fish, drinking Kava and chatting to the local guys and other guests, which felt like a very fitting end to our week in Fiji. The morning before we got the taxi boat back was the Tuesday before Easter and we were lucky enough to catch the beginning of the islanders' Easter celebrations (most ...

... ass lunch, with a serious case of the munchies, and mowed down and drank beer and were merry. nice chilled out cruise home while we pounded as much free beer as possible to get our moneys worth (plus a few for the road) and headed back home. awesome decision to go, otherwise sean and i would probably be bitter and grumpy about our trip like the old dudes sitting on the balcony being negative in the muppets. you know what im talking about

... to the door right past where he was standing. The sudden move confused him. He stared at Lynda's arm. The bag wasn't there. As we pressed headlong out the door the man headed over to where we had been sitting, obviously searching for the (to his mind) missing bag. We were out on the street and moving away. I heard Lynda draw breath and whisper, "He's following us!" We sped into the Lautoka markets and got lost in the crowd and that moment was when our ...

... sunny weather. So it was good to be up and back early, as the pool was calling. Another official Kava-ceremony the day before was followed by an more or less illegal (let's say inofficial) one at the staff's bure (a bure is a traditional fijian house) on my last evening. Another thing was my pre-booked day-sailing trip through the Mamanucas, including a shopping-stop in a village and a beach stop on the (uninhabited) island Monuriki, the ...