Bula, USA!!!!

Wananavu Resort..where I stayed

Ahhhh, whatever…. always disliked tourists who would go away for a week and come back with a chipper British accent, or would pepper their conversations with words from wherever they had visited; “So, I was like riding in the back of this camion and… oh, what? Camion? Oh sorry, I meant truck, I just lapsed into my Español, since I spent a whole week there. Yeah, I totally went native, man. They even gave me a Spanish name! Yeah, “Pinche Pendejo” think it means like American Brother or something… yeah, totally native…” So, with that being said, the Bula in the title will be the ONLY Fijian you’ll see, or hear coming from me, alright?

Going to keep this one short, just got back into L.A. about 3 hours ago and I’m beat, a long flight, lost a day…or gained a day…or went back a few decades…something. Anyways, I’m crashing. I’ll look over my notes this week and will post the trip in a few parts, so you won’t have to sit through one loooooooooonnnngggg reading, even though you’ll probably want to. I mean, hey, who doesn’t want to sit in front of their computer monitor for minutes on end reading about my stuff!?!

Anyways, come back for the updates later this week. Vinaka, guys. What? Oh, sorry, “Vinaka” means “thank you” in Fijian, sorry, kinda went native during the week I was there. Yeah, they even gave me a Fijian name, something like “pinche…..