Not knowing if supplies would be available, we shopped locally amidst the throngs at the only non-flooded store and set off for the 90 minute drive with rice, sugar, oatmeal, bread, tuna fish, bananas, carrots, potatoes, eggs, and some cookies ("biscuits"). Our hope was to find them and bring them back to Ba, but just in case, we would leave the food at their apartment.
|Headed north from Ba between tides & rain|
|This was the one "good" stretch of road. When we asked a policeman|
if we could get through to Rakiraki he said with a smile, "You can try!"
|May we just note that the big Fijian was actually sitting|
between two pretty good sized Samoans!
|You'd think this big guy couldn't move around much but we|
are told that he is amazingly nimble on the rugby field
|"Where did this come from? It wasn't here yesterday!"|
|Even Elder Diloi was dwarfed by this tree.|
|A Fiji Sugar Company Office - note the beam through the window|
|Trying to save the desks. Later firemen went in to help with the clean up|
|Colorful and ambitious. We understood this to be the home of a store keeper who was |
salvaging his goods and trying to clean and dry them out.
|Our elaborate water-filter system shows visually why we filter our water (when have it, that is).|
The brown filter on the left started out as white as the one on the right.
|Sister Ratu (bishop's wife), and Iva package onions for distribution|
|Barely a member for a year, Sister Matewai is our Relief Society|
President and has now been through 2 major flood relief efforts. She
sat on a bucket calling out to the workers which commodities and how
many to place in each allotment.
|15 yr. old Lusiana Nairoqo - capable and willing|
|14 yr. old Peni Nairoqo - a hard worker|
|The bishop's son, distributing spices|
|"Tough" but sweet, 8 yr. old Epa Matewai and 7 yr. old Simione Nairoqo|
|Where Fijian men get their muscles|
|Propane and plastic bins of Breakfast Crackers. Hard-tack & unsalted - and not very tasty in |
our opinion but they are universally eaten here. They are filling and improve when
dipped in home made lemon-leaf tea or Milo (hot cocoa).
|Mid-way in a steamy hot and long night -- that "sweat-glow" is our signature. Along with Annie,|
Saimone Nairoqo joins his kids in the distribution just days after his exhausting
and heroic trek from Suva.
|A long night of rainy deliveries didn't go so well for Tom when his|
flip-flops did more "flipping" than flopping as we tromped
through the water and mud in the villages (and in the dark).
|Bishop Ratu and a happy and grateful Sister Mate who was completely out of supplies.|
|While asking for directions to a home the next day, we met up with|
this man who not only knew the location but demonstrated his creativity
by crafting a shoulder bag from a plastic-woven flour sack.
|Remote and isolated but well kept by Asena and her family|
|Petero (13) and his mom, Asena|
|Remember that raging "last river crossing" Saimone made? Here it is days after the|
flood and all back to it's placid pace and narrow width.