|**No under-aged children consumed |
alcohol in the taking of this photo
"Would you rather... eat fish eyeballs or fish liver?"
"Would you rather... be lost at sea or left on a deserted island?"
If you ask any sailor the question, Would you rather... be tied up to a dock or be out at anchor?, most, if not all of them, would say, "Out at anchor," without missing a beat. There are a lot of reasons for that. When the boat is at anchor, it faces into the breeze, providing free air conditioning through the overhead hatches, even in the warmest of places. Privacy is another real perk of anchoring out, as is peace, quiet, less bugs and plenty of space. Docking is definitely not high on the list of favorite, stress-free boating activities, and just watching another boat come into dock can be quite stressful (but highly entertaining) even for the onlooker. Marriages have ended as a result of docking squabbles, I'm sure of it. However, there are times when one needs to tie up to a dock, and for us, that time came last week, as Mark was expecting a battery delivery.
|Field Trip nestled alongside the dock|
|Our neighbors on the dock - a booze cruise out to an island, always ending |
with a parade of drunk tourists weaving down the dock by sundown.
|Keeping a log of voltage as we charge lithium batteries|
|Maze of wires that only Rainman could decipher!|
|My two trusty electricians!|
|The mad scientist checking voltage to ensure equal levels in each cell|
|Organizing and inventorying spice drawer|
|While the boys were twisting wires, the girls were learning how to twist soft pretzels! |
(I guess the spider was supervising. You never know who'll be in the kitchen offering a hand!)
Usually, the bus goes straight into town, but I had inadvertently hopped onto one that was taking the more local route. In our travels, we've learned to just go with the flow. I knew I'd get to the markets eventually, so I sat back to take in the experience. As I glanced out the window, we passed many of the high end resorts - Westin, Radisson, Sofitel, and Wyndam.
|The luxurious pools of the Westin. Under the thatched roof is a hot tub!|
|Daily life in a Fijian neighborhood|
In contrast, Port Denarau is a touristy area. Tour ships come in early to pick up jet lagged visitors then return them a few days later, always sunburned and exhausted. The marina is surrounded by souvenir shops, tour operator stalls, taxis, buses, and restaurants that cater to the tourism industry. Yes, there is even a Hard Rock Cafe. Did I mention it was touristy???
Again, this negative also has its positives. A stage is situated in the middle of the shopping area, and each night various performers offer a cultural show to the resort guests. We've gotten to see fire walkers, fire dancers, hula dancers, and traditional Indian dancers! Each night is free entertainment!
|Fire dancers twirling kerosene-soaked torches|
|Everyone pitching in to take advantage of the dock water!|
"Hmm. I don't know. What do you think?"
"I don't think so. Because we kind of live here. I don't think we're tourists. We're cruisers."
"Yep. I think you're right. We are cruisers, but it's nice to be tourists sometimes, too."
So, now it's your turn. Would you rather... sunset or sunrise? Here's a Fiji view of both. You choose!
|Sunrise from the dock|
|Sunset at anchor in Blue Lagoon|