Safely In Sydney

Alright well when we last left off I hated Fiji and guess what, I still don't like it anymore in fact now it is less then when i started. What else could've happened one might ask? Well the next day it started to piss rain so there was not much to do, I naturally buy a hour long internet card and the internet goes awol about 4 minutes before every 15 minute cutoff so basically if you only want to use 15 minutes it's really ten because the internet doesn't work for the last 5. This made for a lengthy e-mail which resulted in a free half hour that I get to use now, oh hurray. Well I decide that the best thing to do is rent a scooter and this started the only bit of fun that I had the whole entire time in Fiji. I was driving it around 80 km/hr and weaving around cars when there was traffic as if I actually lived there. I got to see the town of Nadi and I mean it wasn't much but it was definitely a different site and for that I enjoyed it. I tried to drive to a beach that I heard was good but thought I was going the wrong way so I turned around but I was going the right way but ah, no issue, or no worries this oceanians say. I filled up the gas tank and it took 7 Fijian dollars which is going to make me want to buy a bike when I get home but then I'll have to move to a place that is sunny most of the time. I almost rented a bike even though I have only driven a bike once before but decided that it wasn't the best idea. Oh what prompted me to rent this scooter was because they have their driving wheels on the right side and drive on the left, after driving in LA my mom and sister have seen me for the professional driver that I am and this challenge wasn't hard at all. I can now get away from the cops in any city or town. Mom I never told you this but at Prom with the 'God Squad' I had a getaway chase after running a stop sign in the Passat which ended with us all ducking down in the car prompted by me screaming "GET DOWN!!!," as the cops slowly creep by. This is definitely something that they will all remember as one of the most exciting times in their lives and me well it doesn't quite make the top 20. Anywhoo when I am finally finishing up my cruise around town I stop in the town and walk around to check out the place. Fiji is divided into two subcultures of native Fijians and Indians, like 3rd eye Indians, and after a talk with some Fijians their is a little bit of ill feelings towards the Indians and they feel as if they are stealing from them. I laughed and although it was 5 am drunk talk I explained how it doesn't matter where you go in the world people need someone to hate, a group of people that they feel they cannot co-exist with. Where's the Camp Sunrise out here? So I'm walking down the street and get invited to a Kava ceremony which is a root that scientist have proven to cure Leukemia and breast cancer, its ground up and made into a powder that if you go to a village you need to bring this root to the chief before entrance into the village. So this ground up root is put into a silk type slip and water is poured on it to make a brown murky looking water which is drank. You clap one time when accepting Kava, say bula(hello) and give thanks to someone or wish them well, drink the Kava, and then clap 3 times. Kava makes your tongue numb and after a couple of glasses, which is typically drank all night with song and dance in the village, I believe it gets you messed up. After the Kava ceremony you are told to look around and buy something and the money 'goes to the village', yea, un huh, cuz must not know he's talkin to a hustler. Thanks and I leave only to be caught in the rain and driving a scooter in these conditions can be extremely painful and also I'm just soaked when I get back. No worries, after food I decide to go out this evening which turned into me kicking it with 4 locals on a abandoned platform of some sort until about 7am when I finally get back to my hostel. It was a solid time, when I get back I had noticed the night before that I left my credit card with bar staff so when I get back I ask them if the had seen it. A few calls later Amos the bartender said he gave it back to me so I ask for his number to call him personally and help him remember and after receiving the number I then ask to use the phone to call him at the front desk. This chump tells me I need to buy a calling card to call this dude, I'm like you just called him, sir this is between you and Amos he tells me, I finally let 4 days of built up Fijian bullshit out on this man telling him he's talking to the wrong person like that and told him to warn management that I'm on my way up because the office is secretly located on the top of the hostel. Once I arrive up there we make the appropriate calls but now due to my inconvenience I get a free ride to the airport, which I already thought I had, but I guess that was just free pick up. So card cancelled and another one sent, now it's time to bring the scooter back. These dudes tried to charge me for some damage, I start laughing at them and said ya'll aren't gonna play me for some fool, don't try to f**k with me. I'm not paying for anything else. Well could you fill the oil up, hahaha, start laughing at these clowns. First of all you got more gas than I was supposed to put in it and the gas didn't even start at the level that you told me it did now give me my ride back to the hostel. No problem sir, if you thought black people time was something there is such a thing as Fijian time. They walk all slow and drag their feet and don't want to be helpful at all. Just when I think finally I'm out of this country I realize thoughts like that may happen too early and after waiting in a very long line at the airport, which I arrive 2 hours early for, I'm asked where's your paper ticket? Well here's my booking confirmation, ok but where's your paper ticket? Well my name's on the computer right? Yes seat 17 C, but I need your paper ticket. After waiting for about 45 minutes I'm told I won't be allowed on the flight. After saying a bunch of words and basically wasting my breath the only way to get me on is supervisor approval and of course it's Saturday and no supervisor around and calls still don't help. At one point I even hear this lady say yes I've explained everything to him but he still doesn't get it. Awww man I must've snapped at that point and security was called and it came down to waiting 3 days to sort this out or buy another ticket. Dammit these fools got me again because there is no way that I'm staying another 3 days in Fiji, I even contemplated the ticket to LA and just ending my journey there thinking to myself a month is a long time, you saw a lot, just go home and try again in a year or two. Well I didn't end my journey, I'm in Sydney, when I arrived last night I just decided to go straight to bed at midnight only to awake at 5am to a man that seriously was piss drunk, coughing the nastiest cough ever and it was every other minute he would having a coughing fit. I was woken up by this guy every 30 minutes for the next 4 hours and he would even be stumbling around the room almost getting into other peoples bed like he couldn't remember which bed was his, also ended up blowing his nose in his towel and just unloaded some of the most snot possible. It was just disgusting, I get out of bed to walk around the town of Sydney and can only think of to compare it to LA or something like that. I'm 2 blocks away from China town where the Asians have Auzzy accents and a lot of the women and attractive. I watched a little bit of Saturday night college football and the ALCS game and went to the movie Body of Lies, which was good, and now I am back at the hostel filling you in on everything. Finding a job should be easy, don't know how long that I will be staying here but I will be doing a lot of work tomorrow towards figuring out the next year a little bit more. Well at the top check the pics and some are from Machu Piccu for grandma