We went to Fiji to snorkel and to see the sights.

We stayed for a few days at a hotel just on the edge of the beach. The short hike to the bright blue sea was over a grassy turf and then we were able to walk into the warm blue ocean. The beach was very flat and the depth of the water changed little as we walked into it.

After a hundred yards or so, we finally reached an area where the sea was deep enough to swim. The horizon was endless as it met the sky. The palm trees along the beach reminded us of a post card photo that someone might have taken here.

Our room had a large skylight in the ceiling, or should I say the ceiling was a large skylight. In the middle of the night, the flashes of lightening woke us up. They lit up the room and quickly took us out of our deep sleep and left us startled as if someone had come into the room and was flipping the light switch. There was hardly any thunder. Then the rain started.

I have never seen or heard it rain so hard in all of my life. Eventually we fell back to sleep and in the morning it seemed as if it had all been a dream. The sky was clear and the only sign of rain was the wet streets. It was like this most every night.

We went to lunch one day and our waiter was avery interesting fellow. He was very pleasant and we asked him about taking some tours in the town. After some talking back and forth, he agreed to be our tour guide in town. His work at the restaurant was a little on the slow side, so he became our guide for the day.

He took us down to the market, where everyone knew him and then to the museum and then down to the nearby sea where there was an old deserted English Hotel. He was a very nice fellow and very knowledgeable. Perhaps because the community was so small there, everyone knows everybody else.

There are some interesting social and political things going on there, but I will let you find out about that. I don’t need to share my opinion here. It is worth exactly what you have paid for it.