Sorry Sorry Sorry

The blog has been a little quiet for the last few days as we have been rushing around.
Our last Friday in Fiji was spent, kayaking, snorkelling, swimming and sunbathing. In the evening we booked to see a demonstration of Fijian fire walking, don by a group of men from the island of Beqa.
When we arrived they had lit a fire and were heating the stones. The performance opened with some wonderfully harmonic acapella singing and then according to custom the stones had to be turned in a special way, before the fire walking could begin. Fire walking is strong in all sorts of communities, and I have to say this wasn't very well presented.
Something of the cynic in me tells me that we saw what we wanted to see several men, one at a time standing on hot rocks. At the end of the ceremony they covered the hot rocks with green foliage. Which did not immediately burst into fire!!!! In fact, it only just about managed rot smoulder. The hundred or so Australian who saw it first hand with us seemed to enjoy it.
There was a legend to go with the ceremony which was really interesting. After the fire dancing we went tot the Japanese restaurant and had a tepanaki  grill which was lovely. after the meal eleven hotel staff sung for us, and only us, "Issolaye", although some of the men messed around it was very touching. The harmonies they achieve sounded wonderful and we were truly touched.
The ordinary hotel workers are desperate for people like Rosemarie and I to return and in truth I think  we might one day.