Dang, Sunday is the longest day ever in Fiji. Nothing is open. Everyone is either sleeping or at church all day, Fiji is the most religious place I've ever been. Today I will set up all the tents and record their rips and tears and broken zippers. Drinking beer the whole way. Tidbit: (Roommate Erik heard about the coup and flipped. Thought stores were going to be closed/looted and therefore there would be no food. He rushed to the store and proceeded to buy $500 worth of Fiji Gold...the worst beer that the fosters group could make). Now the burre, where I sleep is stacked with cases of beer....
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