Someone pass me my socks and mittens.

After a week in paradise (not nearly long enough) it's still nice to come home and sleep to the sound of rain rather than the lapping Pacific Ocean.

 

The view here may not be of tropical Islands or the spectacular mountain range that looks like a sleeping giant, but my once again flooded river, glass curtain wall office buildings and gum trees in the massive urban park still bring a smile to my face.

 

A day by day account of my week in beautiful Fiji will be posted shortly, but first I have to unpack, acclimatise to the cold and step out of Fiji time.

 

LB