Hamaar matajii ke Fiji aayaa rahaa. (My momma came to Fiji)

Now, if these photos don't make you want to drop a grand or two to come visit me...well that's another sure sign that ya'll are living in the middle of a recession.
We spent one night at a nice hotel in Nadi...it was kind of a shock to my system with comfortable beds and air conditioning and water pressure I had forgotten existed, and breakfast buffet with real bacon...I almost felt guilty staying there.

At the Beach House where we stayed the majority of the trip.

Our hike up to the Sigatoka sand dunes...

Just a small tenth of the dunes. And beautiful weather I might add.

"This country doesn't take a bad picture..." even when the sky is full of ominous clouds.

We took the trek to a waterfall that belongs to Steve's village.

Mom had her first taste of a Fijian coconut...she was also awed by our ability to open it so easily...

...a couple whacks with a machete will do the trick.

her village experience...a tame one by our standards--But now she can testify that life in Fiji isn't just a vacation in paradise. It's hard work, I promise.

Sayin' good-bye at the airport. Now it's your turn to visit.