May 17, 2002
You spin me right round baby right round...


The number of web updates is increasing at an alarming rate due to more access to the internet. Yesterday (Friday night) I was supposed to go out partying, but my ears were really hurting so instead I went to bed at 6:00 pm. This proved to be a good decision because at 8:00 am somebody started pressure washing the outside of the house right beside the window. When I rolled over, I noticed that two strange men were standing a foot from the window and decided to wake up. This was my first real Saturday in Suva, since I have never ventured downtown during the day. It is market day so the entire city was CRAZY packed with people. I had to go and get my bag repaired because it is shredded, so I brought it to a little stall. The man had to re-sew it up by hand and actually did it with a crochet needle, which was quite neat. While he was at work I went to do the weekly shopping. The market only offers what is in season, so my plans of avocados for guacamole were ruined. I did, however, get some pineapples which will eventually make yummy upside-down cake. I managed to get totally fleeced at every stall, knowingly paying too much for the items, but didn't really care enough to point this out. I think I need to work on being assertive when people try to cheat me...for now I just grumble and walk away. Left the market with my repaired bag full of potatoes, onions, garlic, pineapple, chilis, lettuce, tomatos, bananas and mystery jam. This should suffice for the week, although some subsequent fillers will need to be picked up from the supermarket. Walking around the market is always delightful because there is some WEIRD stuff. Huge fish heads are randomly found, along with live crabs and octopus. I found the octopus extremely interesting and if it had been alive I would have bought one, made it my pet and taught it how to do mathematics (cephalopods are EXTREMELY intelligent).

On the way home I met Jason at the coffee shop and forced him to go to work so that I could play on the computer. On the way we passed a skanky looking ferris wheel. Despite my protests, we ended up going for a ride on the rust-moblie. Unlike most ferris wheels at home that are designed to give a comfortable, slow ride...this ferris wheel was the "Wheel of DEATH" and decided to turn at extremely high speeds. It was sort of like the "Zipper", but withough the full cages. After 5 minutes of vomit-inducing motion our ride was complete and we were surprisingly still alive. I'm still queasy from the whole experience, although proud to have kept my Iced Mocha down. There will be no more carnival rides on this trip, as I do not believe Fiji actually has safety regulations.

The picture is just there for all you was also my excuse for not doing dishes for an entire day.

Oh yeah and for all you people who want to see something really gross this is what my foot looks like...

Posted by Sierra at May 17, 2002 09:04 PM

Thank god that foot picture is blurry and unrecognisable... It could cause nightmares in children and squeamish universitarians.

Talk to you around 8PST!


Posted by: sauerkraut on May 18, 2002 01:28 PM

Ok - you've passed the first step - you are AWARE that you are "being fleeced" because you are a foreigner. or white. or stupid or whatever.

Second step: watch the local people shop and learn how much they pay and how they haggle

Third step: make market people aware that you are not a tourist - you are a local - you live in Suva. RIGHT?

Finally: shop like a local.

Posted by: Mom on May 18, 2002 08:21 PM

Ye gods, is that really your foot? How horrifying. Maybe you picked up some kind of hookworms or other topical parasite that have burrowed into the soles of your feet and will soon reach your heart, killing you instantly.

In any case, more cleavage and less feet...

Posted by: dr.gonzo on May 19, 2002 05:42 AM

Sierra, I have already written you a response, and I will mail it tomorrow, I promise. As it is now three weeks old I will try and write you another one this evening. Will it get to you before you head er back to Van?
Sweating my ass off in China,

Posted by: Kennedy on May 19, 2002 07:03 AM

....Man I wish both my feet were like that.

Posted by: =Freh-Fih= on May 19, 2002 12:31 PM

Pentecost - flaming tongues of fire - lots of big wind in one room - wondering if you can help us adapt the Pentecost story to the Bollywood genre. (research please)Timely, as next year is 5th year anniversary since last video and plans are in works to make a Bollywood version.

Posted by: Harveys, Kuchinskys, van der Meers on May 20, 2002 08:34 PM
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