For the most part, Fiji is not a difficult place to live, in fact many facebook chat exchanges with volunteers in legitimate situations where they are actually roughing it go like this:
14:53 I got a sweet coffee grinder
unnamed-volunteer-in-a-crazyass-place* is offline.
(* online name changed to protect the innocent)
So when I went back to Sydney and a lot of people asked “Is it good to be back?” and “Do you think you will stay longer?” and “Have you tried kava? What’s it like?” I didn’t know how to answer? I mean I wrote about my kava experiences already! Aren’t they reading my blog religiously? Also… my horrible secret is that Suva city is a lot like Australia, except the coffee sux, everyone is tall and black and my friends and family are only on computer. So in both a sociological and geographical sense, being back is both strange and familiar. Mind you, rural Fiji is very much a developing country – I just don’t live in that part on a day-to-day basis.
It was great to come back and see everyone I love, and there were some amazing experiences in such a short week, but I kind of missed Fiji a bit, because at the moment it is home, and maybe even becoming comfortable. I’ve always thought of expat Suva to be a bit of a false community, because there are so few of us, and everyone is coming and going a lot, so the depth of relationship is hard to attain, but going back made me realise even more that I have genuine friendships in Suva, so I predict for the foreseeable future I will love wherever I am but miss wherever I am not in my trips between the Feej and Australia.
As far as back home goes, for the sake of brevity I will catagorise my comings and goings.
- Dee and I both caught marlin and Dan and Kyle were stuck on a ship with nothing to do but talk to me. Kyle also hooked a dolphin which is pretty unheard of.
- My mum’s birthday was beautiful.
- I finally played the new COD and got killed a lot because I have no idea about the maps.
- I got to go to my church twice and had lunch with some great friends.
- White horse and Single Origin! Proper coffee! Frozen Ristretto!
- Seeing how much people’s babies had grown even in 4 months.
- Taking my boat out on the harbour with Eddy.
- Rockband session with the crew that involved more gear than a real band uses.
- Mexican food in Newcastle with Carla.
- I packed to go back to Fiji too quickly and accidentally left a lot of things in Sydney… like my camera charger.
- I didn’t buy any Powerade™ powder, which was pretty high up on the list.
- I should have brought back more heavy wooden souvenirs because next trip I can see myself being over the luggage allowance.
- Shoulda bought more coffee 😦
- I didn’t get to see some people that are very important.
I had a beautiful breakfast of poached eggs and amazing coffee on Monday morning with my brother then came back to Suva. It was sad to say goodbye again to a lot of people that we loved.
Nikki’s parents are in town at the moment and her mum mentioned she reads my blog and enjoys it. So here’s a shout-out to you Mrs Harte. It was nice having teppanyaki with you! I also caught one movie already since I was back, and dismayed over suckerpunch getting delayed until the 7th of april. Here’s my review anyway:
Battle: LA – This is another “deceptive preview” movie where all the shorts make it seem like it’s the greatest movie ever and it turns out to be ok, and not at all the type of movie that they paint it to be. If they just made movies to accurately represent what they show you in previews I would be a lot happier. I’m secretly terrified suckerpunch is going to be like this. Battle: LA was less of a starship troopers type assault on crazy mechanical aliens and more of a black hawk down style survival movie that made me feel like I was playing one of those splinter cell games. I might have to go see the King’s Speech to purge myself. Rating: Excellence in explosion frequency.