Fiji By Bus - Lautoka

My second favorite thing about Lautoka, is leaving it.  ZING!

But seriously folks, the bus ride from Lautoka to Nadi is 45 minutes of nature’s eye candy.  I stare out the window the whole time.  Most Fijians don’t seem all that enthralled with it probably because they were looking out their bus windows before it was cool.  Ugh, is there anything worse than a Fijian hipster?

Enough talky, picture time!

Nadi

If you start at the temple and go north you’re in Nadi (pronounced NON-dee) town.  It’s about three blocks long and while there’s more to it than that, there’s not really much more to it than that.  It’s lined with mostly shops that sell tourist clothing and what not, then there’s the random car speaker stores, and two supermarkets right next to each other where you can buy chips and Tim Tams. The further south you are the sketchier, but all in all it’s no worse than walking up Broadway in downtown Los Angeles.

The first picture is at the southernmost tip, looking north and the last one is the northern most tip looking south.  Now when people ask if you’ve ever been to Nadi town you can say yes.

Today we ate at Tata’s: Indian curry with a surly attitude, oh and also mosquitoes.  Spiciest food I've had since I've been here. 

Now, what to do about second dinner?

my favorite type of Fiji bus.

You Know Cyndi Lauper Still Tours?

It’s a strange thing when rock stars get old.

One day Mos Def will be old. One day JayZ will be old, just like Whodini and Slick Rick.


I remember when the Rolling Stones got back together for their Steel Wheels tour. Why would people pay solid money to watch a group of old men gyrate to old music. I still feel that way about them.

I got a glimpse of our future a while back when I caught Cut Chemist performing at the Disney Concert Hall. In the audience no one danced, rather they sat in their chairs and clapped, much like they do with Beethoven.


I hate to watch my music idols become old men. As they grow old I grow old.

Seeing Debbie Gibson sing Electric Youth at the tender age of 40 is somewhat of an oxymoron.


A few years ago I watched Joan Jett sing “I Love Rock and Roll” and Juan pointed out we just saw an icon performing an iconic song, live.

More and more I find that I go to the Hollywood Bowl for concerts, and less and less to the Forum, Staples Center or Dodger Stadium. My next concert is also at the Bowl, after that it’s to the Cerritos Center for Performing Arts.


Depeche Mode had to cancel several tour dates for reasons of old age, and Robert Smith of the Cure looks ridiculous in makeup these days. Even so, both bands are still amazing live.


I’ve been going to Depeche Mode concerts for 19 years, and this was my first Cure concert.


Life is long enough that I’ve met Dave Gahan, Martin Gore and Andy Fletcher once. I almost met Martin Gore again last week. Man that would have been sweet!