We awoke to another beautiful day in Fiji. We arranged with the hotel to have a late check-out time of 12 noon. So we essentially packed up and then went and sat by the pool for a couple of hours.


We had arranged our clothes for our flying-home stuff to be on top of our suitcases. We were able to leave our luggage with the hotel until about 5 pm. The rest of the afternoon at the pool was partitioned with relaxing, talking of such topics as: a) How fair is the Queen? (We were looking at fair-skinned people.) b) How do British-heritage Australians deal with the sun in their country? c) What colour are the Queen's eyes? d) Why do some Fijians seem to have finer features than others?
We really didn't conclude anything.
These birds are everywhere - kind of like our starlings. I'm sure they are rewarded. We saw one trying to drag off a pastry someone had just bought. You can't turn your back on your food, that's for sure.

Christmas tree. it turns red this time of year.
We also chatted with a couple of Kiwis. He was quite the talker and killed most of the time we had left!
At 5 pm, we collected the luggage, went downstairs to shower and change, then wait for our shuttle to the airport.

The Fijian flag.
Everything went just tickety-boo. Our shuttle driver showed up right on time, and off we went.
The whole process moved fairly quickly, but it was hot and humid inside the terminal in Fiji, all while we're wearing our jeans and long sleeve shirts.
The flight from Fiji on Fiji Airways went quite well, even if it was cold on the plane. I certainly didn't sleep as well as on the way down. But hey, I'm looking forward to my own bed at home tonight!
So when we landed in Los Angeles, the pilot said, "wake up to a beautifully pleasant Sunday Nov 29th...the 2nd Sunday Nov 29th you've had." That's so true, and weird. We did cross the international date line and the equator, around approximately the same place...very close to Christmas Island.
In any case, I'm writing most of this while sitting in LAX, waiting for our flight to Toronto. Yippee! It's always fun to travel, but once it's time to come home, it's time to come home, and we're relieved to be on the last stretch...
And, we're home! All was on schedule, and Dave was waiting for us at the airport. All in all, a terrific, memorable trip.
Done.


We had arranged our clothes for our flying-home stuff to be on top of our suitcases. We were able to leave our luggage with the hotel until about 5 pm. The rest of the afternoon at the pool was partitioned with relaxing, talking of such topics as: a) How fair is the Queen? (We were looking at fair-skinned people.) b) How do British-heritage Australians deal with the sun in their country? c) What colour are the Queen's eyes? d) Why do some Fijians seem to have finer features than others?
We really didn't conclude anything.
These birds are everywhere - kind of like our starlings. I'm sure they are rewarded. We saw one trying to drag off a pastry someone had just bought. You can't turn your back on your food, that's for sure.

We also chatted with a couple of Kiwis. He was quite the talker and killed most of the time we had left!
At 5 pm, we collected the luggage, went downstairs to shower and change, then wait for our shuttle to the airport.

The Fijian flag.
Everything went just tickety-boo. Our shuttle driver showed up right on time, and off we went.
The whole process moved fairly quickly, but it was hot and humid inside the terminal in Fiji, all while we're wearing our jeans and long sleeve shirts.
The flight from Fiji on Fiji Airways went quite well, even if it was cold on the plane. I certainly didn't sleep as well as on the way down. But hey, I'm looking forward to my own bed at home tonight!
So when we landed in Los Angeles, the pilot said, "wake up to a beautifully pleasant Sunday Nov 29th...the 2nd Sunday Nov 29th you've had." That's so true, and weird. We did cross the international date line and the equator, around approximately the same place...very close to Christmas Island.
In any case, I'm writing most of this while sitting in LAX, waiting for our flight to Toronto. Yippee! It's always fun to travel, but once it's time to come home, it's time to come home, and we're relieved to be on the last stretch...
And, we're home! All was on schedule, and Dave was waiting for us at the airport. All in all, a terrific, memorable trip.
Done.