Barefoot church, barefoot everywhere!

We spent the night at a nice hostel by suva. We have a balcony that overlooks an incredible lake, surrounded by rain forest. We ate breakfast of crackers, apples, and peanut butter while the birds chirped. It was so pristine. We went to the Methodist church across the highway. A few people were seated and, of course, the sandals were left at the door. We had no problem with that! The service was in Fijian. They sang songs acapella and did the most beautiful harmonies! We were invited to a home for lunch and decided to go. Fijian people are so hospitable and gracious!  They don’t wear their sandals in the house, of course. Vinni (our hostess) set out photo albums to peruse while she and her cousin prepared lunch.  She also came and told me to change into a sulu. (A type of sarong. Guys wear them here too). She also gave one to Craig. She is a widow and has a boy Tukai, who is 4 years old. He was visiting his in-laws for the weekend. We sat crossed legged on the floor and shared in a lovely meal of: mahi mahi , covered with coconut cream, sasate (sausage),  and tapionga. (a type of root vegetable) It was delicious!! Then, they offered us pillows to relax while they made tea. It was made from orange leaves they picked off the tree. She also served a type of bread made from flour and coconut cream. Served with homemade jam. Yum! Then she got ready and offered me deodorant and perfume before we went out. Talk about hospitality! She walked us right back to the lodge while we were still dressed in Fijian style garb. She seemed proud to have us as guests and we were thankful to have met her and her cousin! Fijian people seem to be barefoot in most buildings. I even saw quite a few barefoot on the street in Suva last evening. I think we’ll like it here. ~R