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Tuesday, June 30, 2015

photos June 4 - 21, 2015 Fulaga

Desserts after lunch with our host family 


Axel playing rugby with the boys at the school

Gigi  playing volleyball with the girls at school. Note everyone is wearing a skirt.

 The dorms at the school where kids as young as 5 come and stay Monday-Friday every week.

Gary in his dress sulu for church that George our host loaned him.





The kids playing on the sandspit




  Incredible scenery






  Julie and Katrien sailing Trickle.

 Gigi opening coconuts with the machete


 The kids' campsite with their homemade structures in the foreground

Scavenger hunt
Gigi's shelter she built

Alex (the oldest kid) gathering coconuts


Yoga on the beach. Girls in the foreground, moms in the background.

 Gary's giant trevally


This lady dove in her dress to gather the clams for the picnic

Gathering the food from the lovo oven

 The amazing spread at the picnic
Note our plates are made from palm fronds

Katrien and Hans

 Ma and Sevati on Nirvana

The singing competition

View a video of the sing at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0gd8stOYFU&feature=em-share_video_user


George and Ma's house

George, Ma, Junior and Sala



photos from Komo May 28 - June 4, 2015




Children in Komo school after they sang for us.

 Cricket in Komo







Bats that come out every evening



This crazy fish has brilliant blue bones!



July 1, 2015 update from Matuka and Suva

After a day resting from the passage we did a short hike to one of the other villages on the island. Our guide, Jesse, climbed really high in a mandarin tree to get us fruit. He clambered out on spindly branches that seemed like they should not hold him and tossed down an amazing amount of fruit that we shared amongst the 5 boats in the anchorage. He also got us papaya.

The next day Jesse led our whole gang, 19 of us, up to the highest peak on the island. It was quite a climb through the jungle without a real path, culminating in a very steep narrow ridge to the peak. Liz had Benjamin on her back and decided not to summit, which was a good idea. She had the biggest challenge getting down the steep area, but the kids loved it and slide on their butts or swung from the trees like monkeys at a rapid pace. At the bottom of the steepest section was a massive banyon tree that they climbed super high.

That night in the village of Matuka they had a fundraiser dinner for the church and invited all the yachties to join. This was smart of them as we doubled the number of families. They were excited to raise so much money so quickly. In return they put on a fantastic feast. There were at least 5 different types of fish, cooked in different styles. There was also crab cooked 2 ways, clams, papaya salad, cassava, taro, bread,… A delicious feast.

The next day Gary joined Mike and Devala on Sea Rover to take a few of the villagers out fishing. They caught a huge barracuda. The kids and I stayed back to do some school work. All the kids prepared presentations, which they shared with the other children on Exodus. They all did a great job.

Nautilus and Exodus left to go to Kadavu, but Fluenta remained with us. 2 days later we enjoyed an easy sail to Suva together.

The Suva waterfront is very industrial. We are anchored downwind from the commercial ship yard, so we get to listen to welding and hammering most of the day and night. The good thing is that the city has most everything you could want to buy. Our first night we enjoyed a massive salad with the mahi mahi that we caught on the sail over. Even Axel was excited about salad and ate a ton of it.

As today is July 1st, Canada Day, we are making Nanaimo bars and celebrating with our Canadian friends from Fluenta.

Cheers,
Julie


Monday, June 22, 2015

June 23, 2015 update from Fulaga and Matuka

We spent the early part of last week doing a little school work, boat work, bonfires on the beach, kayaking, snorkeling and spear fishing. The kids didn't camp on the beach anymore, we thought they were getting too tired to function normally. Liz lead the ladies in some relaxing yoga on the beach in the morning. It really was perfect living.

Wednesday the wind started to pick up. Late afternoon we decided to move to a more protected anchorage. As we moved from the sand spit to our new anchorage it was blowing 35 knots. The steerage was hugely affected by that much breeze. Gary was on the bow looking for coral heads and I was steering. I could see dark spots in the water and he told me he didn't see them. That was when I said we had to stop, I didn't want to go any further if he couldn't see all the coral heads. So we anchored behind a small island. Later he told me he saw the dark spots, but they were deep enough so he didn't bother acknowledging my concerns. It is times like these that our communication seems to be the worst, and unfortunately it is those times when it is most critical for the safety of the boat. I know he won't change, but it gets quite frustrating.

After a restless night in the windy anchorage, we moved to the anchorage near the village. It was blowing 25-30 knots as we traveled, but only 15-20 in the new anchorage. We managed to just squeeze in to the anchorage, as there were already 8 boats there.

That same day we had been invited to the village to play volley ball and for a music competition. We arrived around 2 pm and the volley ball was already underway. We participated in that, then waited a little for church to start. It seems that almost any village activity is preceded by a church service. The choir was all dressed in white smocks and sang many songs during the service, so we thought that might be the competition. No, we hadn't heard the competition yet, and it was to follow a community moral session (we were told that they talked about not living with your parents once you were married). At this point some of the other cruisers left, so they would arrive back at their boats right as it was getting dark. We stayed as our hostess was in the singing competition. The singing was incredible and Ma's group won the competition.

It got a little cool at nightfall and we hadn't prepared to be out for so long, so without asking, Sala brought warm clothing for the kids and me. The Fijians are so nice. After over 2 hours in church, Axel was done with sitting still and behaving for so long. The kids were tired, cold and hungry, and so was I, but the next activity was a kava drinking session. First they grind the kava, then the kava roots are wrapped in a clothe and soaked in water, then wrung out to get the flavor. Everyone sits around the kava bowl, drinks kava, talks, sings and dances and this goes on into the wee hours of the night. So the kids and I headed back to the boat, and Gary stayed for the long kava session. When we got back to the beach our dinghy was the farthest out. Gary had assured us we would only by staying for 2 hours, so not to worry about the rising tide. That meant I got to go for a night swim to retrieve the boat. So after a windy, wet dinghy ride, we were actually cold when we arrived back at Nirvana.

After many days and nights of strong winds, the wind finally lightened a little, so we decided to leave Fulaga. Sunday morning when we left Fulaga at high tide, hoping to leave during slack tide, unfortunately the tide had started to change so we experienced some standing waves at the entrance of the pass, but otherwise an uneventful trip out of the lagoon. We sailed slowly through the night with just a triple reefed main, so as to arrive at Matuka around day break.

The pass at Matuka is deep and reasonably wide, although the anchorage has a reef that extends across about half of the area. The bay is surrounded by forest covered volcanic mountains, reminding us of the scenery from the Marquesas. It is extremely picturesque, and we are hoping to go for many hikes up the mountains while here.

As we entered the bay, a small boat greeted us and escorted us into the anchorage. Three of the kid boats joined us, so we managed to fill up the tiny anchorage. A little while later, the chief came out to greet us and to ask for fiberglass to fix his boat. Gary got him set up and said he would help him fix the boat if we are still here on Saturday.

Exodus caught 2 tuna on the passage, so they had everyone over for sushi that night. It was so yummy. I brought a lot of the sushi making ingredients and did half of the rolling. Katrien brought pumpkin soup, and Liz brought cinnamon rolls, and the most popular food of the party, a watermelon.

We just did our official Sevusevu with the chief, although Gary felt like we had already given him a great present, the fiberglass and resin. This was a different sevusevu than in the other villages, here they immediately grind up the kava and drink it with you. They offered kava to everyone, including the children. Both kids tried it, Gigi wasn't thrilled with the flavor, but neither made any funny face. We are slowly making progress on trying new things and pretending you like it even if you don't. The ladies also served everyone a bunch of fruits we had never seen. Our favorite was the "wee" fruit, it tasted a bit like apple.

It is raining right now, so we are having a quiet afternoon. There is no internet or cell phone service on this island, so I am still limited on what I can send out. I will upload photos when we get to Suva.

Cheers,
Julie

Sunday, June 14, 2015

June 14, 2015 update from Fulaga

We spent the first 2 nights near the pass, then moved a about a mile away to the sandspit. The catamarans went first to scout out the path. Most of the route was 14 feet deep, but with a few scattered coral heads, so still challenging for us. We followed Fluenta who only radioed us once to raise concern that they just went over a 6.5 foot patch (we draw 7.8 feet).

Once securely settled into the new anchorage, the kids went ashore to scout out the area for camping. It was Sunday, so they would have to wait a day for setting up camp as the villagers had expressed that they did not want camping on the Sabbath. That just gave them more time to plan. When they set up camp the next day, they didn't leave for 3 nights. On shore they made campfires, cooked meals, climbed coconut trees for food and drink, made shelters out of palm fronds, wove mats, carved spears, cut various things with the machetes, and of course did normal kid beach activities like make sandcastles, swim, and kayak. It was amazing to see how they got along so well and delegated various activities. They didn't ask the parents for anything, we of course brought them food and water every so often, but I'm sure they would have gone a long time without asking.

The second night we had a potluck on the beach with all the adults and kids. I figured that way at least the kids had 1 solid meal that day, and all the adults got to hangout together for the first time in months. Hans made sure that we had a roaring bonfire (there is always one pyro in the group).

On Wednesday Tim organized a scavenger hunt on the beach for the kids. Among the things they had to find were a live crab, 5 drinking coconuts (for the adults), something to eat and prove it was edible (not a coconut), make a bow and arrow, make a hammer, make a fishing pole, weave a mat, … It was girls against boys, and the girls narrowly defeated the boys, with Gigi's homemade items making the difference. She made the fishing pole, bow and arrow, and wove the mat. She really got into making things on the beach, and separate from the scavenger hunt she made a very solid shelter with wood supports lashed with bark from the pandamus tree with palm frond roof and walls.

That evening after dinner all the adults went over to Nautilus for drinks without children. From each other we learned some snippets of the kids' social life. Alex (13 years old) and Brendan (12) from Exodus have 2 of the girls in love, and they had each stolen a kiss or 2 in truth or dare. The rest of the kids are too young to be interested and Gigi told me that kissing a boy was disgusting. Phew, we are safe for a little longer! Axel said there were a few dares for kisses towards him but they were all grossed out and refused to do it. Trust me he was glad he didn't get kissed.

I think all the kids slept on the beach the first night, but they tapered off after that. Axel stayed on board Tuesday night and Gigi on Wednesday. It was a lot of activity for all of them, and it was cute to see how they actually appreciated a little quiet time away from all their friends.

On Thursday, Axel and I went into the village for lunch and fruit buying. For lunch we had chicken rotis, followed by Ma's fabulous chocolate cake, this time the cake had pink frosting. Since there were so many boats in the anchorage, the ladies of the village organized a sale of warm food for lunch and some fruits and eggs to take back to the boat. They raised about $100 for the local school. They probably get about 4 opportunities a year to do something like this, so I thought it was extremely resourceful of them. In addition to lunch, we bought some food to bring back to the boat, but Ma generously gave us oranges and a pumpkin in a carrying basket she wove.

The villagers are extremely generous, so they organized to have a picnic with us the next day on the sandspit. They not only wanted to make food for us, but they showed us how to catch the fish with a net, catch the land crabs and find the clams. The lady that got the clams was amazing. All the ladies wear dresses or skirts, so she put on a mask and snorkel, while still wearing her dress, walked straight into the water and started digging in the sand for the clams. She emerged from the water a few minutes later completely wet with many clams wrapped in the bottom of her skirt.

The picnic was a feast. We had cassava, taro and bread cooked in a lovo (under the sand fire oven). The land crabs were steamed, and the taste was incredible, a little messy, but that has never slowed me down with crabs. The fish was cooked in coconut milk, the clams steamed by the fire, and the yachties brought food to share also. All the food was eaten on plates that were weaved from palm fronds.

The next day, Saturday, we had our host family out for lunch on Nirvana. I made trevally in veracruzano sauce and Ma brought more awesome chocolate cake. I am sure they enjoyed themselves, but I think it might have been a lot for them to see Nirvana. When we had lunch Ma said she was more comfortable sitting on the floor instead of at the table. Her husband is a school teacher, so he is more worldly, but I don't think Ma has even seen much of Fiji. Her children are polite, but her daughter, Sala, was a little giddy, I think she was not always sure how to take in the things around her. Gigi pulled out a puzzle and they enjoyed playing with that together. Then we brought them to the beach and Gigi and her friend Victoria took Sala out in a small sailing dinghy. She was having a blast until the wind instantly rose to about 20+ knots. Even our girls were kind of concerned. I went out to rescue, and Gary decided it was the right time to take the family back to the village.

Today, Sunday, they invited us to church, but we had to decline. After many days in a row, and many hours each visit, we thought that we needed a little quiet family time. Although we felt a little bad when our friends from Fluenta came back with a large container of food from Ma.

Tomorrow, I am hoping to get to the pass for more snorkeling and Gary wants to spearfish. It has been many days since I have snorkeled, since we have had such a busy social schedule. We still haven't decided when we will leave Fulaga. We are still enjoying it and we have lots of canned food. We have very few veggies, but I think I can stretch them for another week. We are down to 1 carrot, 1 radish, a small amount of cabbage, 2 eggplant, a pumpkin and potatoes.

Cheers,
Julie

Sunday, June 7, 2015

June 7, 2015 update from Fulaga

While in Susui the adults did a hike while the children were in school. At first we thought our guide was going to just show us his plantation, but then it developed into a full on bushwash to find the ancient village site and a cave in which there are human remains from the days when they still practiced cannibalism. After hiking in flipflops and skirts for quite some time, then coming across a wasps nest, we decided we should head back without seeing the ancient village. Since the hike took quite a long time, the kids were already finished with school for the day. The girls stayed on the beach and played with their new friends and the boys took our dinghy and headed out to Nirvana. With great surprise the villagers all told us they had never seen such young boys drive a boat by themselves.

The kids went to school every day that we were in Susui and they were even assigned homework. Axel said this was the best school he had ever attended. While the kids were in school on Thursday morning, we looked at the weather and decided we should leave that afternoon to sail to Fulaga. So when we picked them up for lunch they had to say goodbye to all their new friends. When we pulled anchor about an hour later, all of the kids from the school ran down to the beach to wave goodbye to us. They kept yelling and laughing and waving, it was a tear-jerking departure.

The sail from Susui to Fulaga is about 120 miles southeast, with the first 8 miles going directly into the east wind inside the reef of the Exploring Islands. We knew this was not going to be comfortable, but it was uglier than we thought, so we tucked in behind Mania Island for the night to let the wind and waves settle down a little more. Bright and early the next day we headed off again. We had great conditions with 10-15 knot east winds and comfortable seas. Early afternoon, when we could see Lakeba (an island about half way), we decided we would stop and anchor behind the island for the night. The anchorage is just an indentation in the reef, so initially you don't feel like you are really in an anchorage, but once we were stopped, we realized it was quite protected in all but west winds. The following morning we hauled anchor and headed out, but almost instantly turned around. The wind was blowing 15-20 knots from the SE and there was a 6 foot S swell with wind chop on top. As our course was directly into the wind and waves, it was going to be very slow and uncomfortable progress, so we turned around and waited another day. That gave Gary and Axel time to take the dinghy into town and buy some provisions. They managed to find gasoline, a few tiny frozen chickens, eggs and sausage, but there were no vegetables or fruit in either store. Everyone grows their own, so there is no demand in the stores.

We set sail the following morning for Komo, about 30 miles away, one of our most pleasant sails. We arrived at Komo about 4:45 pm, so the light was dwindling for our entrance through the pass and across the lagoon. It was quite stressful, but ultimately we anchored in an extremely picturesque location. In the morning we went into the village and presented our sevusevu to the chief. The village was quite large, 142 people, and extremely tidy. Cricket was their sport, and in the center of the village was a well constructed cricket pitch. On Wednesday we watched a game against some players from Suva. That day we also went to the school where the younger students did a performance for us. They were so excited to have visitors. The teacher told us that the village was completely out of water. She was really upset, she said all she had were coconuts for her children to drink. She said others were bathing, cleaning and drinking out of a tank in the village that still had a little water, but that was too unsanitary.

In front of our anchorage was a white sand beach. The reef that extended out from the beach to a hanging rock and small island hosted a vast array of soft corals. At dusk the fruit bats would fly from the small island to the main island to eat for the night. One day after our arrival, Nautilus joined us, and we had a raging bonfire that evening. Gary, Hans and I went snorkeling/spearfishing at the pass and Gary caught 5 fish. So we had them over for fish tacos, a new food to people from Belgium, but they really enjoyed it. They left the next morning as they thought the anchorage was a little too rolly for them, we hardly noticed it. Sometimes it is nice being on such a heavy boat. Just after they left, one of the local guys came by looking for Nautilus saying he had 2 lobsters for them. Then he tried to sell them to us for $50 Fijian, we said we didn't want them, but after chatting for a while, when they were just about to leave, I offered him $20 and they were ours. One was huge, we had a lobster omelet for breakfast and lobster sandwiches for lunch the next day. Yummy!

Finally the wind shifted to the northeast and we headed off for Fulaga. The trade winds blow fairly steady from the southeast, and the Lau Group lies on a southeast line, so it is challenging to sail down the length of it. Another nice sail and we arrived at Fulaga right about low tide. The pass into Fulaga is narrow, long, and the lagoon is full of coral heads. By the tide charts we should have arrived right at slack tide, but there was still about 2 knots of current coming out the pass. This made the water quite turbulent and there are a lot of nutrients in the water, so the visibility was not good. As we reached the end of the pass, I asked Gary if we could turn to port, he looked away for one moment, and we ran hard into a large coral head. We tried backing off, but did not budge. From about midship forward you could see coral reef on either side of the boat. We were truly aground. Fortunately we knew we were at low tide or almost at low tide. We sat for about 10 minutes until the water went slack, so we knew the tide would start to rise. About a minute later we could feel the boat bouncing on the reef, then I started to back us off. Once off the reef, we still had to navigate our way to the anchorage. The visibility was poor, so Gary could only see the coral heads when they were about 20 feet from the boat. Only once did I need to do a harsh course alteration. We were both extremely relieved once we dropped anchor.

We were the last of the big group to arrive. Through lots of planning and luck, we met up with the other family boats. We had met some of these boats in Bora Bora, spent a long time together in Tonga, we all wintered in various parts of New Zealand, now finally met in Fiji, and some of these boat have been travelling together since Mexico. There were five family boats, us, Nautilus, with 2 kids, Lumbaz with 4 kids, Fluenta with 3 kids, and Exodus with 2 kids. Gigi and Axel were soooooo excited to be with their friends. Lumbaz, Fluenta and Exodus sailed straight from Savusavu after checking into Fiji about a month behind us.

Fulaga may be one of the most spectacular spots on the planet. The lagoon is scattered with coral rocks towering about 50 feet out of the water all perched on tiny bases that the water keeps etching away. There are numerous larger islands that surround most of the lagoon and these are dotted with white sand beaches. The water is a brilliant turquoise over the white sand, and the pass is so loaded with coral and fish. There are so many nutrients in the water that there is an abundance of fish, although this does obscure the visibility.

Only minutes after anchoring and securing the boat, both Gary and I headed out to go snorkeling, the kids joined their friends. I joined the Lumbaz family to drift through the pass and Gary headed outside the reef to spearfish with the guys. He got 4 fish in about 20 minutes, of which he gave 2 away to other families. For the next 2 days we proceeded to do 2 snorkeling/spearfishing sessions a day at the low and high tide, so we were all feeling a little tired from all the swimming. Gary speared a bunch of fish, including a dogtooth tuna. The pass is filled with a mind blowing number of different hard and soft corals covering every inch of with life. We saw swimming nudibranches, pipefish, an enormous moray eel, schools of angel fish, white tip reef sharks, and numerous colorful little fish. Until now my favorite snorkeling had been Minerva Reef and Fakarava, now I can add this to the list of the world's best snorkeling places.

We went to the village the morning after we arrive to present our sevusevu to the chief, but you are supposed to go as soon as you arrive. When we said we didn't come in right away because we ran aground, they already knew of our issues and completely understood our predicament. After meeting the chief we were taken to our host family. Since this island gets more visitors than most in the Lau Group, they have devised a system of linking each visiting boat with a host family that can answer any of our questions and show us around town. The father of the family, George, is one of the school teachers, so he has perfect English. His wife, Ma, has very good English making it easy to talk with her. They have 3 children, Sala, girl age 9, George, age 7, and Sevati, boy age 1. Almost immediately after meeting them they provided us with a delicious lunch of fish cooked in curry and coconut milk with rice. George had to go back to work, so we sent Gigi and Axel out with him to join the school children playing sports.

Back at the boats, Gigi and Victoria organized some of the kids to camp on the beach. They organized each person to bring something to add to the dinner and breakfast, brought 2 tents, Axel's machete, fire lighter, a cooking pan, … They got started a little late in the day to set up camp, but I took the 5 of them to the beach, they setup 2 tents, then realized the 3 girls had 1 sleeping bag and a blanket and the 2 boys had 1 sleeping bag. Since it is Fiji, we all figured that would be enough warmth for the night, but the next day they did complain it was a little cold. After the tents were setup we made a fire and they cooked their dinner, then I left them and hoped that their tents were high enough above the high tide mark, and that no one would have a machete accident. At 8:00 am they called on the radio to announce "we survived the night!" and to invite the other kids to join them. Not only did they survive, they ate quite well, Victoria (age 11) made biscuits for breakfast over the camp fire. Now they are planning a bigger 2 night outing will all the kids.

On Sunday everyone from all the boats were invited to church with their host family. In addition to the boats with kids there were 4 other boats, each with just one couple aboard, so the sailors constituted a very large presence in church. All the women and girls are expected to wear long skirts, and shirts that cover their shoulders. The men and boys are expected to have on nice collared shirts and a sulu (a man skirt). Gary did not have a sulu so our host, George, loaned him one, and Axel was fine without. Many of the men off other boats had purchased one in Savusavu before coming here. The singing in church was beautiful, but the sermon was long as it was in Fijian. The kids said it was all boring. We keep hoping that someday they will realize how special it is to be invited into a community like this. After church we went over to our host family's house for lunch. It was extraordinary! They made mussels in a garlic soy sauce, clams in a sweet chili sauce, whole fish in curried coconut, yam (different than American yams), noodles, and cassava coconut bread. Plus Ma made 2 different desserts, one with custard top and pastry bottom, and a fluffy chocolate cake made with coconut milk, and I brought banana cake. Needless to say we ate too much, since it was so good, and they kept insisting that we have more. Axel didn't really eat and savory food, but he devoured the sweet food.

As you can tell we are really enjoying ourselves. We have not figured out how long we will stay here, but it is so beautiful it will be hard to leave. Although it has been 3 weeks since veggie shopping in Somosomo, Taveuni and 4 weeks since the bigger shopping in Savusavu, we are starting to get low on veggies and other various items. The kids are really thrilled that the veggies we have the most of are eggplant and pumpkin. When Gigi was talking with the Lumbaz girls, she said she was missing leafy greens so they gave her a bok choy and I made a bok choy Caesar salad.

One of the nice things about this island is they don't have internet, although that makes it harder to update the blog, and impossible to post pictures, it is really nice not being connected.

Cheers,
Julie

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Axel and Gigi's writeups on their Taveuni Hospital Visit

Axel's writeup on the Taveuni Hospital Visit

Our friend's neighbor in San Diego is the main volunteer at the Taveuni hospital in Fiji. He's a doctor that helps in surgery and organizes doctors and nurses to come from the U.S. to do different treatments. On our second day in Taveuni we got a tour of the hospital.

Every week they do a different service at the hospital. This week they were doing obstetrics, or woman's health. Next week they are doing cleft palates. Every week they bring in new doctors to do the different stuff.

On our tour I didn't see the patient rooms, but my Dad and his friend George saw them. They said there were lots of beds in each room. I saw the x-ray room and laboratory, and someone was making things for the nurses, it wasn't that exciting. Next we went to the operating theater, where they were operating on someone, it was cool to see an operation. Last we went into the clinic, which was being repaired, so there was a lot of construction equipment.

It was very different from an American hospital. For instance, normally they only have one doctor 2 days a week, also there is an open air reception. It was an interesting visit, although it isn't a place I would recommend you go to in Taveuni, unless you're sick.



Gigi's writeup on the Taveuni Hospital Visit

While my family and I were on the island of Taveuni, Fiji, we visited a local hospital where our friend's neighbor, Dr. Lance was volunteering. He is an anesthesiologist and he organizes teams of doctors to come to Fiji and perform specialized surgeries. Every week for eight weeks he brings in doctors and nurses with different specialties, who do surgeries and teach Fijian doctors and nurses how to do them. When we visited they were doing obstetrics, or women's health. We met up with him and he gave us a tour, showing us how this small and remote Fijian hospital was very different from a hospital in America. We were shown around to the different wards, and were even got to look into the operating theatre while the doctors were performing a hysterectomy.

When we first arrived at the hospital we were shown to the maternity ward, which had eight beds all filled with mothers and their newborn babies. There wasn't any fancy technology like in American hospitals, or even any real pillows. They told us about one woman who had had an emergency c-section the day before, and thankfully because they were doing obstetrics the baby was able to be saved. What was truly remarkable about this was that when the baby came out he was not breathing, and once they got him breathing they just put him in a incubator, and had a nurse come and check on him every once and a while. The next day the mother was up and walking, and changing and feeding her baby. The doctors told us about how the Fijians heal faster than most other people because of their high tolerance for pain, which has grown from their hard living conditions.

After the maternity ward we visited the recovery room where there were many beds filled with woman recovering from surgeries. We talked to some of the patients and then walked down the open air corridor to the operating theatre. Seeing the surgery was somewhat scary and weird, but also fascinating and unique. Next we saw the x-ray/ultrasound room and the emergency triage room, which was just a small nook in the wall. After our tour of the hospital we met some of the doctor and nurse's husbands who were working on rebuilding the bathrooms in the clinic just below the hospital. They showed us around the clinic and their construction site.

This Fijian hospital was different from an American hospital in many major ways. Parts of the hospital in Taveuni were open air, much different from hospitals in the USA, where everything is enclosed. When the specialized doctors are not there, there is only one doctor who comes to the hospital two days every week. There is also only two wards, the maternity and recovery, and there is a shortage of blankets and pillows. They had limited and outdated equipment, though what they did have was very nice. Visiting the hospital was a very interesting and unique experience that allowed me to see a bit of how the Fijians of Taveuni live.