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I remember getting frustrated over the three static-y channels with limited shows for people over 14 years of age while trying to get over my jetlag. I remember talking to my boyfriend on google hangout during the first week and almost bursting out into tears ok I did burst out into tears. A random Indian lady followed me at the bus station when I first landed, there was no internet, all of my flatmates were ending their courses and had gone on a week long vacation.
I tried to light a gas stove with a match prior to realizing that it was automatic. I screamed like I just made it through the first round of American Idol when I found two tiny little geckos staring at me from the ceiling while I was taking a shower. I also remember feeling like the random new person whom no one really knew existed in the corner office of the Faculty of Business and Economics building.
Once, while I was sleeping, someone tried to open it. We believe they were trying to rob the place so I switched rooms. This was especially frightening since it is winter here and it gets dark outside at around and in Suva, it was constantly raining during my first couple of weeks here. However, after a couple of days my flatmates and the other international students trickled in.
Everyone was extremely welcoming and I began to make friends in my internship building. I have experienced Fiji as a resident rather than as a vacationer and I love this island nation all the more for it. Taki taki time! In Fiji, beer drinking is more communal. Can I bring this tradition to the U. Going to different bureaus and trying to collect data. Wait, who am I kiddingβ¦collecting data regarding trade in the Pacific was tasking, but it made me realize the importance of economic relations in relation to diplomacy between countries.
I am going to continue this research with my professor after reaching the U. Music and dance. In fact, there is a tourist playing a ukulele behind me in the airport coffee shop right now. Below is a picture of a rugby team in the park singing a prayer and a gathering of people in the village singing the beautiful Fijian goodbye song.