Day 2
I was so happy yesterday.
The pole jump was amazing.
I was so confident. They wanted confident people at the front or back. I didn’t want to wait, so I volunteered to go at the front. Such a great decision! Be bold. Be confident. Be fearless. It’s so much better than waiting.
Also, love the energy being higher in the beginning!
Before going up. Cameron the trainer asked what this climb means to me. I said, if I let shit go, put down my baggages, I’ll be lighter, and I can go higher and faster!
I went 3rd, yelled out Bula bula bula on the pole at the no turn back white line. Everybody cheered for me and yelled out my name. I climbed to the top, and felt a little bit scared, surprisingly. I thought I was gonna do a one leg stand at the top of the pole, but it was scarier than I expected haha
I told them I might not jump for the trapese bar. They said it’s up to me. Then I thought, fuck this, I’m going for it! Even if I miss, the safety line will catch me.
Nothing ventured nothing gained. And gosh, so much was gained.
I took a leap, and I hung on to the bar! For a split second only because the sunscreen had made my palms slippery. Also maybe I wasn’t strong enough yet.
They belayed me down. I air walked around because THAT was totally fun haha
I came down they had formed a tunnel for me to run through! Then Ricky came over and gave me a big hug and the “I jumped” badge.
Someone draped me a wet towel around the neck.
(Later on Michelle joked about it being a wet tee contest haha)
Because it was scary, it was so rewarding. (Compared to the firewalk, which I felt nothing for because I really wasn’t scared.)
I started to appreciate Tony more again.
I’ve recorded the rest of my diary in sound format in Whatsapp.
Day 1
Finally arrived at Savusavu in Fiji!
Took an extra flight and an extra 6 hours of layover, but got to talk to new friends, including very funny and friendly (and chill) locals.
The land is so lush here! And th air smells sweet. Good vibes here.
I’ve always thought Fiji Water was the best. It’s the tastiest (smooth and soft because it picks up the silica in volcanic rocks) and is the most expensive.
Funny that you can ONLY get the best here, there’s no other bottled water options!
I’m grateful that I met John and Laurie who were had the same flights.
While waiting for the flight, Laurie and I started talking to local Fijians working there. Misa was doing hourly weather check by the airport. He was hilarious.
We talked for a while, and he suddenly asked:
Misa: So in North America and Australia, you have to work to survive, yeah?
Me: …well yeah. But isn’t it like this anywhere in the world?
Misa: Oh no not here. We can sleep all day, wake up, and there’s food.
Me: What?! Where did the food come from?
Misa: Can pick fruits from trees, or someone in the family would have food on the table.
It’s so fascinating. Some people work, some people don’t. It’s taken for granted that if you work, you provide for the rest of the family who don’t. And Fiji is definitely super abundant. The lands are so fertile they really can find food everywhere.
Misa also mentioned that our time here on earth is temporary and the final, permanent place is the heavens. So everybody is pretty chill.
An hour later he came back with some papayas and they were the BEST papayas!