I'm fine. I'm really fine.
It's Sunday. Which has meant a day of rest. Apparently, I'm acclimatising well (I even got cold today - check that out!) Overnight, I woke up at one point pretty sure I was on the verge of bursting into flames - I was that hot. A couple of hours with the air conditioning on fixed that and in the morning I woke up to find the resident chef (i.e. Colin) had conjured up a tropical breakfast, which we duly photographed before devouring.
Yesterday afternoon we'd screeched to a halt on the side of the road for a bag of beautiful star fruit. This morning Colin laboriously hand squeezed them for us, then sweetened the juice with pure Yacata coconut honey. Paired with a plateful of papaya it was a great start to the day.
The rest of the day was spent in or beside the pool and looking around Pacific Harbour.
We travelled back to Suva in the late afternoon, to cook a fantastic dinner and to check how our market produce from yesterday had fared. That isn't as strange as it might sound - the oysters and mud lobsters were still alive when we bought them. Part of me expected the mana (mud lobsters) to have found their way out of their chilly bin and all around the house when we got back. Luckily, that wasn't the case, but they do smell distinctly like a sewer. I'm going to have to have a serious look at how they wash up before I give them a go...
The star dish of our dinner tonight has been a totally locally inspired dish, blending Fijian and Indian traditions. The bora beans we got at the market are usually used in Indian curries, but we combined them with duruka - which is the delicate flower of the sugar cane plant - coconut cream, tomatoes, chillies, and vine shoots. We served it with fish, rice, and a salad on the side. And the odd tequila!