Sunday, May 28, 2006

Chilly autumn nights


I should be a photographer no?

I took this photo from the top level of "The Palace" situated right beside my favorite beach in Sydney: Coogee.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

I wish I liked coffee

Ahhhhhhhhhh papers on lab rats and rugby games sdkfjsdljfdslkjfsdk1!@!#!

Sometimes when on exchange you realize that you're actually here for school and not a vacation.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Drop Till You Shop

I decided that the photo in the last post was too violent and depressing. So here is a nice and friendly post -not involving fire- about my fabulous day of shopping with my girlfriends. I have not gone out shopping (for clothes) since I've arrived here in Sydney. So today my friends finally pulled my butt out of bed at 10 a.m. Way too early for a Saturday morning to go shopping. It wasn't a spree or anything. I only bought two things.

Long sleeve hoodie type thing which gives the illusion that I'm wearing multiple layers: $35.00

Dressy flat closed toed sandle thing: $9.00

For a student I think that'd be considered a spree. I'm pretty stingy when it comes to spending money on clothes. Oh! Below is a photo of my girls posing in the dressing room inside a rather large mall at the infamous Bondi Junction.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Paradise in the South Pacific (part I)

On Beachcomber Island. Native Fijian dancers. Aren't they just gorgeous?

Sandboarding down the historic Sigatoka Sand dunes.

By a swimming pool at a backpackers resort in Nadi, the capital of Fiji.

We hung out at this beach...swam, played footy and volleyball. We had the whole beach all to ourselves (something that never happens in Sydney). Then as we were leaving we saw these people on horses appear from over a hillside...it was like a moment out of The Lord of the Rings, only by the beach. It wasn't surprising though because we were in the province of the horses. Each province in Fiji is distinguishable by an abundance of a certain type of animal, from horses, to cows, to dogs.

Fijian kids doing a warrior dance in the rain to welcome the group I was travelling with into their primary school.

Paradise in the South Pacific (part II)

We were swimming and watching the sunset at a resort called Mango Bay on the Coral Coast.

Me smiling even after a gruelling 3 hour hike (trek) through the Namosi Highlands. I did great during the first half of the hike. It looked and felt just like hiking in B.C. Then when we entered the rainforest I was in a new world. We trekked through streams going as high as our hips at times. Sometimes as I'd pull my body through the water I'd see water bugs and spiders swimming past me. My runners, socks, and shorts were soaking wet. You couldn't tell any of that by looking at this photo though. Here I am posing in front of the Navua river just before we all went tubing down the river. I love tubing and was ecstatic but my tubing experience was short lived. My friend Rita and I got caught in a circular river current. Our group leader, Teresa, quickly rescued us on her long boat before rescuing a few others heading for a waterfall. Good times. And this is why I got travel insurance mom and dad.

Visit to the primary school mentioned on the last post. The kids are incredibly friendly and are just adorable.

The beginning of our Namosi Highlands hike. It was boiling hot so everytime we saw a pool/stream of water we jumped in to cool ourselves off. In this photo Teresa and Tucker on the left are standing on a log underwater and Paul and Rita on the right are doing the same. They were busy balancing on the logs and having a good laugh when all of a sudden they saw two ginormous dragonflies mating. We all stopped and watched in awe. Haha, can you see Teresa pointing?

Parasailing way high up in the sky in Beachcomber island. It costs 80 dollars. I paid nothing. The Fijians love me.

Qu cala iko kece!

(p.s.- This is only a glimpse of my trip. I just picked 10 photos out of nearly 400. Village visits, kava ceremonies, par-taying in the city of Suva, bathing in mud pools and hot springs, snorkelling, flat bus tires, and stories of other such amazing experiences still remain untold. If you're interested I will be more than happy to tell you all about it. If not, I'll probably still tell you all about it...)