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the awesomely average life of a girl like all others


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Meet Ernest Kalkoa

Meet Ernest Kalkoa from supergenericgirl on Vimeo.

After seeing a volcano erupt and spit lava right before our eyes and then spend a few hours alone in the jungle with a native tribe, I didn’t think our time in Vanuatu could get much better. I was perfectly fine with the idea of just lounging around on one of those amazing beaches. In the morning we woke up to a true tropical storm and so the playing-death-on-the-beach plan had to be canned in favor of a drier activity. And so we decided to go for a drive around Efate, Vanuatu’s main island. We had no particular plans or anywhere that we wanted to go to, just a few hours to kill and a rental car available. We had a map that pointed us towards some interesting natural landmarks but none of them were on Havana Harbour so we almost didn’t stop there. I’m glad we did pull over when we saw Ernest’s tiny little museum on the roadside. What was just a way of passing the last few hours on the island quickly turned into one of the coolest little experiences we had there.


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Throwing coconuts into blowholes

 

The Alofa’aga Blowholes in Savai’i are one of the coolest things to see in Samoa. The whole visit takes only a few minutes but the blowholes are pretty impressive, even on a calm day like the one when we visited, last Saturday.

I’m no expert on these things but the internet says these blowholes are among the most impressive in the world and who am I to doubt the internet, right? We didn’t have much time and had to make a short list of the shortlisted things to see in Samoa but I’m glad we included a visit to this place.

We visited the blowholes during my Saturday of doom – I was sick the entire day (and by sick I mean I felt like I had gone to Savai’i to spend my final day). It’s surprising I even remember seeing these, since I don’t actually remember everything from that day.

Still, I marveled at how high the water goes when it roars through the lava tubes and, most of all, I marveled at John’s braveness as the old Samoan villager threw coconuts into the blowhole, only to have them spat out in his direction just a second or two later. His timing was impeccable and he always moved to the right place, which makes me think he’s quite experienced at it.

The blowholes can be accessed through the village of Taga, in South Savai’i. You will pay a small access fee to one of the villagers and can then park very close to the blowholes.

We had the company of some village kids who no doubt see this phenomenon all the time but still stood near us while we watched it.


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48 hours and counting

that is roughly how long I’ve had this song stuck in my head (along with a couple of others). Somebody! Please! Make! It! Stop!

on a related note, this year was strangely the first time I ever watched the full coverage of the Eurovision final. I’m not entirely sure why but I never really cared about it before, in all my years living in Europe. Can’t say I truly care now but I have a friend who does care and his enthusiasm kind of ended up rubbing on us.

Last night, we got together in New Zealand to watch the full final (a few hours after it had actually happened, since that was early on a sunday morning for us), ate delicious food and sang along to some of the songs. A group of Europeans and a Samoan guy who had never heard about the Eurovision and was deeply intrigued about why we’d sit through the transmission of 24 (was it 24?) unknown songs, some of them in languages we don’t understand.