Pix from the Lomolomo trail.

The band just played Kenny Rogers’ The Gambler. That was one of three 8-tracks my parents had in the car back in the day. (Dad never bought much into the format, but he did have a ’78 Cutlass Supreme that came with an 8-track player.)

It’s crazy what kinds of memories can get jogged sometimes.

Pretty sure these are examples of those “if you have to ask how much…” deals.

Who’s laying trail on Denerau?

A new major version of Android would have to hit my phone while I’m out of the country. It doesn’t auto-download, at least, so it can wait until I’m back.

Looking out the window this morning

The $7 bill…it’s a thing.

The Beast in Fiji…waiting for the buses to Lautoka for the RDR.

Waiting patiently for a fly to come by?

Free mimosas at the breakfast buffet…can’t complain about that, though I don’t know if the management is yet familiar with the hurt hashers can put on any sort of free booze. :)