Sleep was something I thought I would get enough of that day
from just pure exhaustion of traveling however that was not the case. I woke up
at 5 in the morning from the most annoying rooster that wouldn’t be quiet. It
felt that every minute the rooster would make the “cock-a-doodle-doo” sound
and so I had a horrible headache when I woke up at 6:45 am. We got dressed and
headed for breakfast. I had scrambled eggs with toast and if you know
me you would be shocked that I even ate that because I don’t like
eggs let alone breakfast in general. After a filling breakfast we
were able to go down to see a rugby competition in which all the different
schools on the island come together to compete. There I learned a lot of
cool tricks about sports photography and how to take a picture
in fast motion. Along with strengthening my photography skills, I got to
meet so many children and parents during the rugby tournament. They
were all so into the game and went crazy when their team scored a point. I
realized that there are many differences on how we Americans react as an
audience compared to the Fijians, Sportsmanship is key here while in the U.S
anger and jealousy is what is evoked. My friends and I wondered off away
rom the rugby field towards the beach where we met a bunch of young kids. They
were climbing on trees and skipping rocks, something I cant do. They were
all really fascinated about our cameras and loved when we took their
photos. I realized a lot of them were obsessed with the peace
sign and in almost every photo I took that would be their pose. Unfortunately
during this time it was raining so I had to put on our rain jacket and make
sure my camera was fine. It was slight showers here and there but
the ground was muddy and slippery. After rugby we wanted to go to a
waterfall but due to the constant rain there was flooding on the roads and
we had to turn back, This reminded me of Houston when we had that
massive flooding problem, the rain just doesn’t leave us alone.
So we headed to the market to buy sulus, which basically are a very
large scarf that you tie around your waist. There were a bunch
of different designs and they were all fairly cheap and are back home
and got dressed to have an early dinner at another house/hut. We
were treated with live music and in the middle of all the
musicians there was a bow of this brownish liquid, Let alone it was
the famous kava. If you don’t know what kava is it is a drink
that comes from the root of the yaqona bush, a relative of the pepper
plant. The root is ground up and then strained with water into a large wooden
communal bowl. It is traditional to drink kava in a large gathering
and for us this was our fist time trying it. We were all a bit nervous because
the alleged side effects were dizziness and numbness of the mouth.
One by one we were each given the same small bowl that was filled with
kava. Traditionally kava is swallowed in one gulp and there are
different levels to how much kava you want. There is a "low
tide” (less than half a bowl of kava), a "high tide” (half a
bowl), and tsunami (overflowed bowl of kava). Before a drank it I had to clap
once upon it being received to me and once I drink it I had to
clap 3 times after. I didn’t like the taste at all to me the after
taste was like dead leaves. I had 2 low tides and after that I could have
any more. One girl named Clare drank almost 5 tsunamis it was insane I don’t
know how she did it but she apparently didn’t feel anything
after. After the kava ceremony we had the best fish I have ever head,
Served with mashed potatoes I completely attacked the dinner until
there was nothing left. After dinner there was another round of kava being
served followed by music. The famous quote that the men repeated
while serving kava to us was that "you haven't experienced the
real if you haven’t drunk a bowl of kava”. After a wonderful
time at the dinner we came back home where we had a brief meeting of what our
highs and lows of today, I had to say my high wad the food and my low
was the weather. I am exhausted by today and hope I get a good night sleep and
pray that there is no more roosters waking me up.
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