In Fiji the drink of choice is Kava. It's a stupefacient that's used in ceremonies by the Fijians on all occasions. It's made of kava root and water, stirred and drained thru silk, must be silk. One day while walking thru downtown Nadi, Fiji the most incredible thing happened. We were led down this back alley by a dreadlocks Fijian who was going to show us the real Fiji and not the part of town taken over by the Indians. He was quite adamant about this. He took us to his shop and proceeded to introduce us, in ceremony using Kava. Doug was appointed Chief for the occasion. Janet was wearing shorts so her legs had to be covered by a Sulu. Kava makes you lips numb. We're bringing some home if customs doesn't object. Is it illegal? We don't know. "Dreadlocks" had been sampling his product all day.
This is market day in Nadi, Fiji
We had lunch at Tata's Indian Restaurant. Was a mystery how to eat our food, should we dip our bread? It was curry we think. Doug ordered white fish and was assured it was white but it was dark and uneatable. All things - curry. Tata does not mean "Tata".
Head Hunters like red hair or so says Janet.
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