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Fiji – January 2018

FIJI

Barb and I have wanted our own private Blue Lagoon ever since we saw the movie, “The Blue Lagoon”, in the late 1970s.  So, when we decided to fly down under to see the 2018 Australian Open Tennis Tournament we made an effort to detour to Fiji to check it out.  A four hour flight from Sydney gets us to Nadi (pronounced “Nandy”), which is the main island in Fiji.  It was raining so hard when we landed that we began to worry that our Island Hopper connecting flight on a propeller plane (Cessna Caravan) would not be able to land on muddy wet grass on Yasawa Island.  Sure enough, we spent an hour looking at flooding out the window before the airport authority grounded all flights.  We were stuck in Nadi for the night.

Rain, Rain, Rain!

We reserved a nice Westin Resort Hotel online and shared a 20 minute taxi with friends we had met at the charter flight waiting room.

The Westin Resort.

Wind and Rain

The hotel was nice but as a rule we try to avoid big beach resort hotels in favor of quiet and simple accommodations on lonely beaches where we have more privacy to enjoy the natural beauty.

There are many islands in Fiji.  We want to go to a more remote island.

The next day we showed up at 09:00at Island Hoppers Hanger, and we flew to the Yasawa Island Beach Resort.  Eighteen Bure beach side huts are set along beautiful white sand beaches.  This is the only property on the 22 kilometer long and 3 kilometer wide island.  Total occupancy capacity is 36 people.  While we were on the island there were no more than six other guests at the Resort.

Our Island Hopper.

View of Nadi.

Flying from Nadi to Yasawa.

YASAWA ISLAND RESORT

The reason we couldn’t land the first day is because you land on a grassy landing strip.  With so much rain, the plane couldn’t land.

We were greeted by the locals with a beautiful lei and coconut drinks.

The only other inhabitants are three tribes of Fijians.  There are approximately three different families in each tribe but there is only one Chief for the entire island.  Marriage is most commonly within the tribe but can sometimes be outside of the tribe, if proper approvals and tribute is paid.  The bride goes to live with the groom’s tribe and family.  The Resort hires the locals to work at Yasawa Resort.

Locals driving the boats for the Resort.  They are all very friendly.

One of the local children that met us at the landing strip.

The only way for the locals to get to Nadi is to hitch a ride on the small planes, when they are not full.

One of the locals was our walking tour guide.

Members of the tribe were the only employees and managers of the resort.  The tribal Chief’s spokesman, who has worked at the resort since it was built approximately 30 years ago, told me that the resort is owned by two Australians but the beach property is only leased and subject to a 50 year lease with current lease payments of approximately US $50,000 per year.  The tribe has opened up  their beautiful island to guests, and in return they receive cash and employment.  The Chief’s spokesman emphasized how important it is for them to retain their traditions.  They teach “respect” and it is very evident in the character of all those that worked at the resort.  They were all very friendly and helpful and were always eager to call out  “BULA” as a greeting whenever they saw you.  Bula means “life”.

One of the traditions of the locals is singing and playing for us.

They use the palm leaves to make baskets to cook food in.

With beautiful surroundings and plenty of food mixed with traditions and “respect” these happy Fijians are blessed with contentment.   It is hard to believe that in 500 BC there is evidence of tribal wars and cannibalism that developed as a way of humiliating defeated enemies.

The workers at the Resort greet you with song when you arrive and when you depart.

Tassie was one of our waiters.  I got him to join our impromptu dance party.

Not much has changed on this island since the filming of the Blue Lagoon.

Beautiful Beaches.

Beautiful Coral and snorkeling.

 

We reserved the Honeymoon Bure.  It has its own private beach stretching a quarter mile or more.  We are in Heaven.

Our Honeymoon Bure.  It has its own pool, and private beach.

Our private beach.

On our deck.

Our sitting room.

Scott enjoying the sunshine and quiet.

The local ladies come to clean and give you fresh flowers.

Our bedroom.

Our pool.

Nothing is polished or slick here.  Just raw Fijian Island beauty.   No need for frills.

Barb buying from each local tribe.  They each sell at their own tables.  Barb was sure to buy something from each lady.

 

The white sand, the blue ocean and white surf is enough.

 

We snorkeled the beautiful bays.  The soft coral was magnificent.  All corals were very colorful.  There was a full variety of coral fish including beautiful blue star fish (as shown in the Blue Lagoon movie).  We have snorkeled in many places.  We were impressed with Yasawa Island Fiji.  No coral bleaching.  The Blue Lagoon movie shows how beautiful and vibrant the coral and sea life are and it looks the same or more beautiful today – 35 years later.

We swam underwater into a cave just outside of the Blue Lagoon.  This cave is also shown in the movie.

We went on a nature hike across the other side of the island.

Playing alone on the beach with my beautiful wife is one of my favorite things!

The resort offers Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner.  You can also request a picnic lunch, and they will take you by boat to a beautiful beach, where you can stay alone until you tell them what time to come back and pick you up.  They set up umbrellas and towels.  It is a little bit of heaven.

Heading to a private beach.

One evening we also had a huge Seafood Buffet for the two of us.

At the main lodge pool.

Beautiful Yasawa.

 

 

 

 

Flying back to Nadi to catch our flight to New Zealand.

We are off the the South Island of New Zealand.

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MOROCCO – February 2016

MOROCCO

We flew from Geneva, Switzerland (after enjoying our ski trip), to Marrakesh and stayed at the La Mamounia Hotel.  We played tennis on clay courts, laid by the pool, walked in the beautiful gardens, had massages and a Hammam.  We hired a guide (Muhamed) to take us to the Medina (the old walled city with the markets).  We toured the Bahia Palace, (19th century home of the Sultan), the Islamic School of Learning, (a 1565 University), and the Majarelle Gardens.  (Built by Majarelle and bought by Yves St. Laurent and put into a trust.)

LA MAMOUNIA HOTEL

 

THE MEDINA (The old walled city with the markets)

Rugs

Spices

Baskets

Making toys (with their feet!)

Dresses

Jewelry

 

ISLAMIC SCHOOL OF LEARNING UNIVERSITY 1565

 

EL BAHIA PALACE – 19th CENTURY HOME OF THE SULTAN

 

MAJARELLE GARDENS

Our guide took us to lunch at his family owned Riad.  A Riad is a traditional Moroccan house or palace with and interior courtyard.  Most of these have been turned into guesthouses.

 

We rented a 4 x 4 Toyota Land Cruiser.  (By the way, no one rents a car in Morocco) We were supposed to drive over the Atlas Mountains to Skoura and on to Kasbah Dar Ahlam.  The Tischla Pass going over the mountains was closed for snow, so we drove an extra 5 hours around the mountains through Agadir to get to our Kasbah.

Our Land Cruiser.  We basically had to go to a house with a back gate to find it.  (Not from Hertz)

The Atlas Mountains covered in snow, so we had to make a detour.

Here is a map of the route we took around Morocco and into the desert.

KASBAH DAR AHLAM

A Kasbah is an oasis that is along the old camel route that went all the way to Timbuktu.  There is usually a large door that lets Camels through and then a people door inside of it.  Most of these Kasbahs have been turned into beautiful guest houses.  Kasbah Dar Ahlam was very authentic, each guest served in its own area, and authentic music played for dinner by local musicians.  They have a nice spa for massages and hammams.  It was a great place to stay.

Breakfast wherever you like.

The outside gate into our room.

Inside our room

Local musicians play for you while you eat.

Our Bathroom.

 

We took a side trip to see an amazing Unesco site.

AIT BEN HADDOU

Ait Ben Haddou is a World Heritage Unesco site along the caravan route near the city of Ourzazate.  There are about 6 Kasbahs and some homes still left here and many movies have been filmed here.  (Gladiator, Prince of Persia, Game of Thrones, etc.).

We bought some purses, paintings, a rug, and had tea with the rug dealer.

 

THE DRAA VALLEY

We drove our trusty Land Cruiser from Skoura down through the Draa Valley towards the Sahara Desert.

Villagers

Local Women.

We passed through Berber Villages, palm groves, Kasbahs, and saw lots of donkey carts…

We plan to drive with a Berber guide (in our backseat, telling us where to drive across the sand).

The Berbers are the nomads that were Morocco’s original inhabitants.  At Zagora, the last town before the desert, we picked up our guide, named Hassan, and purchased the traditional blue clothing and turbans for ourselves to wear in the desert.

Hassan and Barb

Barb noticed that she got more respect and friendliness from the Berber women when dressed in their clothing.

Scott had a blast driving across the miles of sand in the desert, with Hassan directing which way to go from the back seat.  (There are no roads.).  Hassan and his family grew up in the desert, so he knows where to find an Oasis, or places we wanted to see.

We are heading to the tented camp of Erg Chigaga.

ERG CHIGAGA

Our Tent for the night.

There are about 5 tents in camp.  This is where we ate.

After arriving at the tented camp we headed up the dunes for our sundowner.

Our Sundownder

Barb turned into BERBER GENIE and decided to do a Berber Dance.  Our sundowner guide said, “You make me so happy”.

This was our “Happy” Sundowner guide.

The camp of Erg Chigaga, out in the middle of the Sahara Desert.

We spent a very cold night in our tent out in the desert, and the next day started out on a camel trek.

AN UNEXPECTED ADVENTURE

Barb cut her leg from a screw sticking out of the camel saddle which needed stitches.  We had to drive a fast 4 hours back out of the desert, near the Algerian border, to the town of Foum Zguid, and back up the road to the city of Ourzazate to find a doctor.  We found a private clinic that could stitch Barb up.

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Driving across the sands.

The sights along the way.

Towns along the main road.

We missed our second night in the desert, but stayed in Ourzazate at the Berber Palace Hotel.

Berber Palace Hotel.

The next day we drove over the Atlas Mountains, through Tischla Pass (it was open again, but with lots of snow), and back to Marrakesh for a night.

Tischler Pass.

After a night in Marrakesh, we drove to Kasbah Tamadot, near Asni.  We enjoyed tennis, spa, food, and shopping.

KASBAH TAMADOT

An Oasis in the middle of nowhere.

Typical Moroccan foods are Tangines.  They are a stew of spiced meats or vegetables prepared by slow cooking in a shallow earthenware dish with a tall, conical lid.

Our Tented Room.

We took a day trip to an 11th Century Mosque at Tin Mai.

TIN MAI MOSQUE

On the road to the mosque

A typical 7-11.

After a few nights at Kasbah Tamadot, we drove to the Marrakesh Airport to catch our flight to Paris for a night, and then back home.

 

What a journey!

 

 

 

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Skiing Chamonix, France and Zermatt, Switzerland – February 2016

ADVENTURE IS OUT THERE!

We decided we wanted a new adventure.  We love skiing, and being in the backcountry with white snow and blue skies.  We planned our trip to go ski the Valle Blanche (off piste) and then head over the beautiful ski town of Zermatt.

We rented a car in Geneva, and drove to Chamonix.

CHAMONIX-MONT BLANC, FRANCE

We are at a hotel right at the base of the tram to the Aqui Du Midi, so we can jump on if the day is clear.

The day was perfect.  Sunshine and a few feet of new snow.  We hired a guide to ski the Valle Blanche from the top of the Agui du Midi.  This is true backcountry skiing.  There are crevasses, so you need to wear a harness, and it is an all day run down the mountain, hopefully through beautiful powder.

Scott, with the top of the Agui du Midi behind him.

At the top of the tram.

We took the tram to the top, put on harnesses, (in case you ski into a crevasse), hiked down the steep ridge carrying our skis on our backs, and then skied all day.

The Tram also stops halfway up the mountain for skiers.  We are going to the top!

Barb in the Tram with our guide.

At the top, you walk through a tunnel.

Putting on our harnesses.

From the top, you carry your skis along a ridge, and hike down to the ski starting point.

Cravasses, that you don’t want to ski into.

 

This is the ridge you hike down, before you drop into the valley.

The exhilaration of that first drop in.

Scott pointing back up to the Agui du Midi.

We stopped for lunch.  There is one restaurant up on the mountain.

We ended at the Mont Vers Train Station, after skiing over the glacier, Mer du Glace.

Twenty years ago when we hiked up to the Mont Vers Train, the glacier was near the top of the stairs.  The glacier has receded so much, they have had to build these stairs.

Hiking up to the train.

Mid Station on the Agui du Midi.

We had an amazing day!

 

Our tracks.

What a bluebird day!!!!!

The following day we skied at the Brevant Resort on the opposite side of the valley.  It was another beautiful day.

After skiing we had dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant in Chamonix,  Casa Valerio.

 

ZERMATT

We left Chamonix and drove to Zermatt.  Leaving our car at Tasch, (no cars are allowed in the town of Zermatt), we took the train to Zermatt.  We then caught the Gronergat train up to Hotel Rifelalf, at the base of the Matterhorn.  (2222 Meters).   The hotel is beautiful and we had a room with an amazing view of the Matterhorn.

Hotel Riffelalp.  You can only arrive by train.

Our Room.

Out the back of the Hotel.  Jump on your skis and go!

The first morning dawned sunny and we awoke to an amazing view right out our window.

We skied the Swiss side of the mountain with a guide.

Our guide, Scott and Barb

Day 2 we skied alone, had afternoon tea, and went bowling in the basement.

The top of the Gronergat Train.

Lunch on the Swiss side.

On day 3 it was cloudy and we took the train down the mountain to shop in Zermatt.  Scott found an ice axe at the antique store and Barb bought a new ski outfit at the Mammut store.

Barb’s new outfit.

Antique skis.

The last day was beautiful again and we skied the our guide over to the Italian side of the mountain.  It’s good to have a guide because you can get lost, ski into Italy, and not be able to get back to the Swiss side before the lifts close.  (It’s a 4 hour taxi drive back around the mountain.)

The back side of the Matterhorn.

Amazing, beautiful fun!

Now we are sending all of our ski equipment home and flying to Morocco and doing a self drive into the desert.  Adventure still awaits!