Nose Flutes

Day 7
Van and I do a video blog every night - I may see if I can upload one because they are super easy to do.
It's weird, hearing Christmas music when it's 90+ degrees outside - the stores have begun playing Mariah Carey and Justin Beiber. Not even the good Christmas music. I wanna hear some Micheal Buble, Barbra Streisand, maybe Kenny G.
Oi - the water was off for more than 2 days - we didn't have bucket showers for 2 days. Which means we were sooooo dirty. I thought I was getting tan. I wasn't.
By the way, that fried bread? It's spelled "Bobakau". It's so good. It's my favourite food here. Auntie makes it sometimes for breakfast and I eat until I feel like a balloon.
We've continued cleaning the church - I've scrubbed so many tiles that I thought my fingers might fall off! And then we painted more and it's nearly done! We finished up some last minute cleaning today in preparation for the opening tomorrow! It's so exciting! We learned a dance with the youth last night, and I feel quite tribal doing it! It involves a lot of clapping and shoulder-rolling. :)
We also visited the hospital the other night. Steph and I were together and we decided to visit the women's ward. Steph spotted one woman and we decided to encourage her. She was so sweet, her name was Alcosita (sp?) and she had diabetes and had left her home island to get treatment. She lost her leg and I think had to do dialysis. She gladly welcomed prayer and we talked to her for almost an hour - she really inspired me - her attitude was incredible in spite of the fact that she was all alone in a hot and dirty hospital for 3 months. I really got an attitude check.
Sarah has become my adoptive One-on-One - we had a lovely date the other day in the corner of the church during work break. She's going to marry a Kiwi and live in New Zealand forever.
I slept outside last night, thinking it would be cooler. It was. But Fijians are noisy. I didn't just hear the dogs last night, but some weird Hindi band playing their nose flutes and drums until 1 am. I will be sleeping inside from now on.
Also - there are "black fijians" and "white fijians". They all look black to me. But after church the other day, we were sitting around with some of the youth, jamming and one girl calls another girl white. I got so confused, I thought she was talkiong about me. Nope. Brown fijians are "white". What does that make me? Transparent? erp.
For those of you who planned on sending me stuff to the Fiji address, if you haven't sent it already, DON'T SEND IT.
I won't get it because I won't be there - I'll be in Suva! If you've sent it already, I should get it.
Bah, sorry my posts are so dry - I don't have much time in the internet cafes!
More to come soon!
Peace out girl scout!