In Fiji, a Million Miles from America’s Ugly Politics

Bula! is Fijian for welcome. And I felt welcome on the Air Pacific plane and after landing at Nadi

Is the US government functioning? I’m in Fiji, and right now, I don’t care. I left LAX on Thursday night, departing at 11:30 p.m., skipped all of the 8th as I flew across the international dateline. When I left, politicians were bickering and pointing fingers at “the other side of the aisle, posturing and pretending to do the will of “the American people.” I am at a day room at Raffles Hotel near Nadi  International Airport before setting out for an eco-lodge in the hills. And you know what? I glad to feel light-years from ‘Washintgon, because I am in Fiji!

All international flights arriving at Nadi Intl Airport are greeted by a cheerful band.

 

The lei is not just a Hawaiian sign of welcome, but a Polynesian one. Bula as experssed by a string of beautiful blossoms and the sweet scent of plumeria and other tropical flowers.. l

My flight arrived in the pitch dark, but soon, the sun rose and shown on the planes that had arrived recently and were soon to take off again.

Yes, Bula! was welcome to my politics-weary ears.

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2 responses to “In Fiji, a Million Miles from America’s Ugly Politics”

  1. sibylle

    A lot of us wish we too were in Fiji!

  2. Meli

    Hope you enjoy your stay in Fiji :)

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