The Sols... Part 1

After having a fabulously dirty weekend in a BIG city on the BIG island, the huMAN and I jumped a plane on Monday to fly to The Solomon Islands, a group of islands north of the rock I call home.

The Sols are a group of 990 islands in the South Pacific, east of Papua New Guinea. They are also home to the largest  lagoon in the world, or so I'm  told.

After arriving in the Capital, Honiara, we made a quick trip to the domestic airport and jumped a teeny weeny (although there are smaller) plane and flew northwest to Gizo, the major town in the Western province of the Sols.

Da plane! Da plane!

After doing an island hop, and landing at Seghe and Munda airports first, we finally arrived at the airstrip close to Gizo and caught the hotel ferry across to the town of Gizo.

Da Airstrip!

Da Ferry (With Gizo in the background)

We arrived at the Gizo Hotel where the huMAN and I were promptly (and to our hilarity) checked into a room with twin singles instead of a "married bed"!!! We decided we'd make do and ended up pushing the beds together!

Da Hotel
(Ok the whole Tattoo / Fantasy Island thing is wearing thin now)

The hotel is basic but has a lovely pool area and a beautiful bar / restaurant with elaborately carved pillars and hard wood tables, and mother of pearl inlay around the bar, benchtops and stair handrails!

My internet time here is running out so I will have to post more tomorrow!

Perks!

Ahh the benefits of dirty weekends away to the Big Island with the huMAN:

• Snuggles,
• Shopping,
• Yum Cha,
• Boost juice,
• More snuggles,
• Dinners out,
• Kisses,
• Ice cream,
• Sleeping,
• Bowling,
• Movies,
• Even more snuggles,
• More shopping,
• The Simpsons, and
• Oportos!!!

Tomorrow heading off to a new set of islands for a few days for the huMAN's work.

Ahhh the jetsetting life for me!

Friday already??!!

Gosh time flies! I have entirely lost track of this week!!

I spent much of this week sitting in on a court case to support of a friend of mine. 3 days of sitting through evidence seems, at the time, to drag it heels but all of a sudden I have reached the end of the week and realised that there are a million things I coulda, shoulda, and woulda done.
Fingers crossed the outcome on the trial will be favourable, however it may take a while for the judgement to be handed down.

Other highlights of this week have been:

• Blisters on my feet from my new shoes.
• Bumping into my ex-husbands parents in the local supermarket and being summonsed for "a talk", during which they tried to convince me to return to my ex and "try again".
• And, having friends over for dinner, cooking my meat sauce and my bechamel sauce for my lasagne and then finding, an hour before guests were supposed to arrive, that the lasagne sheets I had in the cupboard were filled with weevils.
• THEN, after obtaining new lasagne sheets from a kind guest who stopped off at the supermarket, layering my beautiful lasagne perfectly in my brand new pyrex dish and going to put it into the oven, only to find the dish is too big to fit inside!!!

I have earned my vodka and my dirty weekend away with the huMAN this week!

Michele's

Once upon a time in magical blog land, there was a wonderful lady who kept many amused and entertained by setting up a game called "Meet and Greet" each weekend. It was a great way to "meet" other bloggers and catch up with old friends after a busy week of work, study and life.

The premise was this, each week on a Thursday evening a post would go up outlining the "rules" of the game and then people would comment on that post. The first person to comment would say Hi to Michele. The commenters after that would say Hi to Michele and Hi to the person above them in the comment list and then they would go and visit the blog of the person above them and leave a comment there as well, including in their comment the line "Michele sent me".

It was always interesting to see new blogs and hear new peoples takes on life and current affairs.

Bloggers came and went, but there was always a core group of dedicated Meet and Greeters to catch up with. Many friendships and connections were formed, some of which survive to this day.

When Michele closed down her blog several years ago, Meet and Greet was continued by a few of those who were dedicated to its perpetuation. Unfortunately it seems to have died out now.

I miss Meet and Greet. I've thought about trying to re-invigorate it here at Tales, or maybe set up a separate Meet and Greet Blog.

Tell me what you think. Is this a networking forum that we shouold try to revive? Or is it better to let sleeping dogs lie?

Hiding out.

Today is one of my least favourite days of the week... cruise ship day. :o(

The day when a huge boat pulls itself into the town harbour and spews up to 2000 people out of it's bowels and onto our shores. These people, many of whom are obese, ignorant, loud mouthed, Coke-guzzling bogans, then trawl through my town, blocking up the streets, taking my usual coffee table, being rude to the locals, quibbling over prices, and generally making nuiscances of themselves.

Given the state of the economy and the fact that the global financial crisis is only just starting to take it's toll here on my little rock, I'm not really in a position to try and run these people out of town while angrily shaking my fist at them and demanding that they never come back! So instead I hide out at home, desperately trying to ignore the fact that town is being overrun.

When I hear the TOOT TOOT of the ship's horn at 5pm, I'll know it's safe to leave the safety of my little apartment and head to the pub to survey the days damage and comiserate with other cruise ship intolerant locals who are glad to see the wide arse of the ship, carrying its not so precious cargo of drongos, pull out of the harbour and sail off into the distance...

Then next week we'll get to do it all again!

Just quickly...

I am now back on my little rock after returning from my trip to a bigger island with the huMAN.

An awesome time was had by all, and my closet is now bursting at the seams with new clothes!!

The "mothership" was appeased, as was my craving for KFC popcorn chicken... Too bad I left an unopened litre of yummy chocolate Movenpick icecream in the apartment freezer!! :o(

(Semi)Regular "postage" will resume tomorrow.

Holiday...

Ok, so, tomorrow I get to leave on a well earned holiday to a bigger island with the huMAN!

This means:

• a plane trip (actually 4 of them).
• a week away from the small town.
• a week away from the ex-husband.
• shopping.
• eating food that isn't available here in the small town (mmmmm fresh milk...).
• sightseeing and other fun activities.
• new magazines.
• a trip to see the mothership (my mother).
• sleeping in. AND
• lots of time with the huMAN.

WOOHOO!!!! Yay for me!!!

On the down side, that sniffly, fluey thing I mentioned yesterday, seems to be travelling southward and has settled on my chest.
Boo to hacking night time cough, wheezing, and general crappiness. :o(

Please planes, don't make it worse so that I can enjoy my lovely and exciting tri in relatively good health. AMEN!

Unemployed bummery...

Well kids, it's been a while since my last post.
I've been caught up for the past week or so tying up loose ends and preparing to flee my place of employment (now former place of employment).
Liberation day was last Thursday... the day that I said "goodbye cruel circus, I'm off to join the world!".

It was tougher than I expected it to be. Tears were shed, sleep was lost, and many a minute was spent pondering the question "where to from here?".

One of the things that I've had to face, which I didn't expect, is a little loss of identity. I need to start back at the beginning and work out where I fit in now.
Living in a small town everyone has their roles... The Baker, The IT Guy, The Bank Manager...
Up until last Thursday I was The Nurse. Now i'm just a nurse. I have left behind my little defining role in the community and will now need to find a new role to slot into.
I'm thinking I'll claim the role of Awesomest Human Being and Supreme Queen Of Rock... I don't think we have one of those in this town yet!!!

In other news, finishing up at work seems to have given my body license to succumb to this rotten flu and hayfever that i've been fighting for the past week.
I'm enjoying the view at the local cafe, using their free internet... and snotting all over their napkins...
I wish the snot would go away.

Blah!