Yesterday was pretty good. I took a buses and felt much safer. There was a lot less swerving between lanes and I had more knee room. I took a bus through a bit of the island's interior, and found it to be amazing. The road, much of it dirt, wound down through valleys, cut into the sides of hills, and gave me fantastic views of the mountains and cliffs and jungles of Fiji. The trees are amazing, as well. They are unlike trees I have seen back home. Some of them are very narrow and very tall, others have massive limbs that go out in all directions, starting at the ground. Still others form what seem to be huge domes. I want to climb them all.
I got off the bus at a place called Ellington Wharf and found a hostel to spend the night at. A 15 minute boat ride brought me to the island of Nananu-i-Ra where I met up with my new friend Phil. We spent the night there, snorkeled in the morning, and left around three in the afternoon today. I am now in a town called Rakiraki, getting ready to plan the next step.
I'm doing better with the keeping-my-guard-up-always thing. I had a good conversation with the man driving the boat to the island yesterday. He was very happy I was here to help people. As it turns out, most of my guard needs to be up when it comes to theft. Apparently, backpackers will steal from other backpackers in hostels. I have a lot to learn about travel backpacking. Everyone I've met so far has been really nice, though, and I'm not worried. I'm also an idealist. Either way, Phil is going to teach me the way of backpacking so nothing goes missing.
I have finished my first book since arriving. It was The Kite Runner. Very good book that I found abandoned on a bunk in my first hostel. I have decided that a good book can sometimes seem like a little companion. One that only talks when you want it to, never complains, and always entertains.
Now it's time to find another book. In english. Could prove to be difficult.
I got off the bus at a place called Ellington Wharf and found a hostel to spend the night at. A 15 minute boat ride brought me to the island of Nananu-i-Ra where I met up with my new friend Phil. We spent the night there, snorkeled in the morning, and left around three in the afternoon today. I am now in a town called Rakiraki, getting ready to plan the next step.
I'm doing better with the keeping-my-guard-up-always thing. I had a good conversation with the man driving the boat to the island yesterday. He was very happy I was here to help people. As it turns out, most of my guard needs to be up when it comes to theft. Apparently, backpackers will steal from other backpackers in hostels. I have a lot to learn about travel backpacking. Everyone I've met so far has been really nice, though, and I'm not worried. I'm also an idealist. Either way, Phil is going to teach me the way of backpacking so nothing goes missing.
I have finished my first book since arriving. It was The Kite Runner. Very good book that I found abandoned on a bunk in my first hostel. I have decided that a good book can sometimes seem like a little companion. One that only talks when you want it to, never complains, and always entertains.
Now it's time to find another book. In english. Could prove to be difficult.
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