I got on a bright yellow bus with "Awesome" scrolled along the side of its body. I lined up behind rolling suitcases, backpacks and wide-brimmed hats to book a ticket to the islands. I arrived to five resort employees singing a Fijian welcoming song, somewhat half-heartedly. A tourist I became ...
Welcome back to my new monthly series on Nomadderwhere, one which highlights the incredible trips one could take in that current month - thanks to a vibrant book called Journeys of a Lifetime by National Geographic. Each month I pick a couple adventures from each section in the book in order ...
I'm not talking about Trix cereal. I'm talking about the Nakavika Project classes we've been conducting here in Fiji. Within the first week of teaching the children about English and hygiene/health, the young men of the village expressed their interest in learning what we have to teach. Classes with these boys ...
Walking around India with glowing blonde hair, parachute pants, and the backpack/daypack humpback/pregnant belly combo is a sure-fire way to indicate, “I’m not from around here.” What does this mean to the rickshaws slowly following your swagger or the cyclists hoping you’ll turn around and want their transport services? Some ...
After running across ProjectExplorer.org a couple months ago, I've been contemplating this topic in hopes I could really tap into the depths of my beliefs. What does it mean to be a good global citizen? Part of me wishes that would mean having the coolest passport ever - or I guess a ...
Various news publications reported Cyclone Mick as a battering, vicious storm, causing a lot of devastation to Viti Levu in December of 2009. BBC showed disheartening video footage of the aftermath. Al-Jazeera accentuated the death count. The Telegraph wove together an anthropomorphic description of Mick using beastly adjectives galore. ...
A 45 year-old man died of a heart attack at the top of the hill near Namando river. The village was hit hard, especially his widow and eight children. The entire week was a blur of death, rain and sadness. Experience with us a Fijian funeral in the highlands…
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Wow!! Lindsay, WOW!!!
Rough week, huh? Hope we did him justice.
that was amazing…Hay was just here at elon visiting …we talked a lot about you…i cannot wait to hear your tales the next time i see you…you are doing incredible things linz
Bon! Great to hear from you and thanks for checking out the video. Your kind words are pillowy cushions around my groovin’ heart. Gracias.
This is simultaneously so sad and so beautiful at the same time- you have knack for these videos.. thanks for posting. And thank the villagers for letting you film it.
That’s very kind of you to say. The villagers certainly didn’t mind us filming…they preferred it. I think they really treasure the act of making time stand still…or last forever. We made a similar video for the village, about 24 minutes long, of the funeral week as our contribution to the mourning process. They really appreciated it.