After a crazy week, we headed to Waitoga for an overnight adventure. As we travelled along in the village’s rustic fishing boat the TP team watched the sunset over the horizon. Upon arrival in the dark, head torches at the ready, we were welcomed warmly in to our second surrogate home on the island of Nairai. The Sevu Sevu was presented, the food demolished, the grog gulped and the hop-hop commenced… After stumbling home in the pitch black due to pot holes, seeing the village in the morning was a pleasant surprise.
After the villagers kindly prepared a large spread for breakfast; the TP team stocked up on nutrients in the form of doughnuts, pancakes and crackers with jam, and the day began. Leaving our second home behind we trekked to the village of Vutuna, where a second Sevu Sevu was performed in honour of our arrival. We finally arrived at the school to play some sports, the whole purpose of the trip, with the boys challenging the locals in rugby and the girls in netball.
The TP guys showed serious commitment against the tough Fijians, with sport really being their forte, but retired as broken men… we were proud nonetheless. However, the girls shone bright with Jenna leading the way in her scoring ability and the teams much improved effort and performance. Fran used methods of intimidation and her height advantage against the competitive goal shooter, an eight year old child. On the other hand, Gemma… still needs to learn the rules! The improvement from our drastic thrashing last week was seriously impressive and we are determined to win at least one game on our four week expedition.
All smelling as badly as each other due to an active morning, we headed for lunch at Vutuna and didn’t they pull out all the stops! The team’s faces were a real picture when an angel in the form of a Fijian lady brought out a chocolate cake; they clearly knew how to win us over.
The boat journey home was an interesting one, with many of the TP crew taking time to reflect over their time on Nairai with it nearly being the half way mark. Suddenly, the team jumped to life as a whale emerged on the horizon… no joke! It was there, it was big and it was real. With excitement in the air, speeding on home, disaster struck! The boats engine cut out and we were stranded until the second boat sailed on past. The whole five minutes of being stranded was a scary and traumatic moment for the TP survivors compared to the carefree locals. Grabbing a tow aka a few brave Fijians straddling both boats we cruised on home at the grand total speed of 1 mile per hour. As we saw the shore, the one night slumber party on the other side of the Island had clearly taken a toll, and we were glad to be back home!