Sunday, 30 October 2016

Over the Two Months



I have found basketball in Kiribati.  That didn't take long.  For those interested their website is http://www.oceaniasport.com/kiribatibasketball

The standard of basketball here is, as I guessed, very much like Tanzania.  Those who followed that experience will understand.  The first game was due to start at 5pm.  As I had to get from work to the basketball court which was one end of the atoll to the other, I turned up at 5.40pm.  As soon as I arrived I was asked to referee as the referees hadn't arrived.  I politely declined as I didn't have my whistle and wasn't using the community whistles.  I was also still in my work clothes which are hot enough when walking.  When the first game finally started at 6.15pm, of the 12 players, 4 wore shoes.  It was women’s game, something Tanzania, or at least Arusha, didn’t have.

The biggest difference with basketball in Kiribati is that they have one indoor court and if you don't look at the floor it is a fantastic facility with proper lighting.  The floor on the other hand has not been maintained and needs replacing, but it would be a waste of time and money if a replacement floor also wasn't going to be maintained correctly.  The scoreboard sits on the scoretable, so you can only see it from the court and seating on the opposite side.

There are more players involved in basketball here than there was in Tanzania and on first impressions it looks to be better run as well.  The games I saw were fully timed 8 minute quarters with a shot clock.

The next surprise was most of the players play barefoot, and of the few who did have shoes I saw two of them throw their shoes off the court mid game - never seen that before.

I did end up on the court, but only shadowing referees to show them where they should be standing and what they should be looking at.  It was hard not to signal fouls and violations while doing this, but as I had no whistle, the signals I did make for the obvious fouls were usually called anyway….OK, sometimes called.  The last game, being Div 1, was scheduled to start at 9.30pm.  I left at 9pm, and the game prior to Div 1 was just starting.

I have been told that this weekend is their grand finals and the Div 1 was playing at 4pm, so I made my way out for the afternoon, all prepared this time, but hoping I can stay off the court, or at least not have a whistle in my mouth.  I had been informed that the games began at 9am.  I arrived at 1.30pm and was then told the games were due to begin at 2pm.  There were four games to be played and each fully timed, so my guess was 6 hours at least to get through them all.  Starting to have a familiar ring to it?

I told them I had a dinner engagement at 6pm, so my time was limited and I was leaving at 5pm.  The first game finally began about 3.15pm and finished about 4.40pm, so I only got to see one game and still don’t know what their Div 1 is like.

While watching the games I did see there was only two times where I saw anybody even question a call, and in both instances, they let it go fairly quickly.  I thought this was because the locals are so accepting.  When I asked if it ever get heated, they said Div 1 did on occasions, so I’m looking forward to seeing how the referees handle that.  The grand final should give them plenty of reasons to bring some passion into the game.

Now a quiz for those interested and basketball minded.  Pick out as many faults as you can with the basketball photo.  I didn't realise until after I took the pic and have since found four things that could/would be a problem.  There may be more I have missed.


On to the Sydney trip which was a nice escape for a few days.

We discovered two additional things we forgot we missed:
Drinking water from a tap
Spoons that didn't bend

If ever there was a chance for natural selection it was on the flight back to Australia.  Due to turbulence, the seat belt sign stayed on for well over an hour and regular announcements were made to remain seated, but there were some who believed these announcements didn't apply to them (read Bogans).  I can understand the ones racing to the toilet, but others were just standing around talking.  Unfortunately, we didn't hit any big turbulence, so all survived.  Then there was one in front of Denise who insisted on having his seat back for the majority of the flight, even when he got up.  At least the flight attendant got him to put it up during the meal.  We also had some kids making a noise, but we both have noise cancelling headphones, a must for any air travel, so all good there.

The good bit of the trip was getting into the lounge in Nadi on our transit for a few hours of relaxation - very pleasant.  This little pleasure was also enjoyed on our return journey in Melbourne and Nadi.

The temperature in Fiji was a little cool, although others who got on in Nadi  assured us it was hot.  Sydney wasn't looking good for people who must be somewhat acclimatised to the tropics and are only traveling with shorts, shirts and no jumpers.

For the first few days in Sydney we got to watch many breaching whales which were about 2-3km out, but you could see some completely out of the water.

The wedding was great, but the highlight was catching up with family and friends, especially family.  We even received a call from daughter 3 who is out of the country for the next few months.

The return flights were Sydney (20:30), Melbourne (yes, fly South to go North at midnight), Nadi (08:00, delayed to 11:00), Tarawa (home at 15:00).  Getting to use the Qantas Club in Melbourne and Tabua Club in Nadi made the trip just that little bit more comfortable, although no sleep was a little tough.  I will have to work on that part and try to avoid overnight flights.

What a sad two weeks it has been to hear of the passing of three people we knew.  The happy memories we have of these people will stay with us.  Our condolences go out to those three families.

It was a whirlwind trip but it was worth every minute.  I loved seeing our girls and catching up with family. It was like a booster for the next couple of months.

When we finally arrived back at our house in Tarawa, there was a short flurry of activity to get the bags unpacked and in some sort of order before I trekked off to a Rotary meeting.  Yes, I have joined Rotary!  There a few projects that are in the pipe line that I will inform you all about.  The most important one, is the Calendar for Kiribati Rotary.  I know it may be a tall order to ask you to purchase one but I will bring some home with me in December as long as I can get you to pay into my account.  It will help fund projects like ”Days for Girls”, education for litter reduction, the special needs school and the list goes on.

The link below is the address of the project that I am very keen to have happen here

On another tack, Denise is looking into a volunteer opportunity that has come up.  Watch this space.

So the week has flown past and I am unwell with a cold.  The car has been for a service and I hadn’t got home before I had to go back as the car wasn’t running properly.  Now I have to carry my sorry self-back tomorrow to get them to fix the idling.  Makes me love my mechanic back in Oz even more.  Hi Baz and Julie.

Big Hugs and much love D

Now must go and enjoy what is left of our weekend.  We were supposed to be diving yesterday, but that has been deferred for a week due to Denise’s cold.

Sunday, 16 October 2016

In Oz for a week



Just a small blog this week.

As I write this blog we are getting ready to fly back to Oz.  We are looking forward to all things first world that we miss so much over here.  Things like, the ability to sleep at night without air conditioning or a fan running, being able to exceed 60kph legally, being able to know that the shop you are going in to will have what you want and having affordable internet.  We don’t want too much.

Now, more about life in Kiribati.

All the house rubbish goes into green plastic bags and then you leave the bag on the side of the road to be collected every Tuesday, but it's usually still there on Wednesday morning.  The amazing thing is that the dogs don't get into the bags.  It's not as if the dogs look to be well fed, although I have seen one dog rummaging through a garbage bag a few weeks ago.

Remember the truck I saw with dual wheels and a missing tyre, well, the other day I saw a different truck with dual wheels, but had to take a second look when I noticed he was missing a whole wheel, not just the tyre, on one side.  Two is starting a trend.  The movement (as referenced in the Alice’s Restaurant song – remember that Lisa?) in Kiribati is sheets of plastic to replace car windows, including windscreens.  Some just don't have one or two windows that are plastic, and some just don’t have plastic or windows.  The best I have seen to date was a windscreen with what looked like a normal piece of old plastic.  I couldn’t see through it, so I have no idea how the driver ever saw out.

Australians have nothing to complain about when it comes to road rules and the behaviour of others on or near the road.  Anybody who gets road rage in Australia should be sent to a third world country to learn how to cope with road users who have no idea that road rules even exist, let alone apply to them.  On second thoughts, no, keep them in Australia.  They would only bring their road rage with them.  I doubt whether road rage would ever catch on over here as very few people are ever in a hurry to go anywhere.

Last Friday afternoon I saw my first ever Kiribati traffic jam where it took 10-15 mins to go 2 kms.  I heard later that apparently they were having a street parade???  On Friday afternoon when everybody was going home???

I see many people wearing head scarves while sitting in the sun, usually on trucks and motor bikes, but instead of anything religious reason, it is purely for protection from the sun.

Nobody is ever in a hurry to do anything here and are so accepting and accommodating of others. That part was no surprise to us after our Tanzania experience.  Obvious things you see here are:
Patience everywhere, particularly on the road.  No road rage, except expats.
On the buses if you are going to be the first to get off it's not a problem to sit furthest from the door and then get half the passengers to get off the bus to allow you out.  There are also no issues squeezing another person or ten on the bus, everyone just moves to make room.  Can you see that happening on Public transport in Oz?
At work if they need a break they take it, except expats.

With all the dogs over here, they all appear to be strays and not pets, although I have seen one dog on a “lead” (read bit of rope).

Rats tails are fashionable and so is a tuft of hair from the top part of the back of the head.  How would I look with either one of those?  I have 10 months to grow one for my return.

For those who know my lunchtime meal, it has had to change as there is no fresh break, and I don’t think the ham and cheese would go too well in the heat.  Instead, lunch is Soa’s, just plain.  I can hear the comments already.  That’s another thing I am looking forward to, fresh sandwiches for lunch.

We have different shirt days here.  Wednesday is white shirt day to show your support for teachers, while Thursday is black shirt day to show your support for the fight against domestic violence.  Guess what I didn't bring, a white or black shirt.  Not a problem, they only cost around $3.50 in the second hand shops.

Something that has surprised me a little is the rate of smoking here.  Kiribati has one of the highest percentage of smokers in most age groups, and Australia is supporting that habit.  While researching something for work I came across the following which is published on an Australian Government website.
Major Australian exports to Kiribati, 2015 (A$000)
1.       Meat (excl beef), f.c.f. 2,616
2.       Tobacco, manufactured 2,225


This is not a good look when I thought the Australian Government was anti-smoking.

This week there are some pics again thanks to Denise.

Denise's Pets
It really is a boat
Forgot the bung...
A little one...


This week has been wonderful.  Ok I am known to stretch the truth.  I have tried for the second week in a row to get the pre-schoolers to listen, but alas bashing my head against a brick wall is a far less pain accomplishment.  The reading at the School is coming along.  I have helped a mother with her daughter in an effort to improve her reading skills.  Other more monumental moments have come from me picking up my camera and taking a few photos, of things that are happening around the place.  The fishing club had a weigh in which I enjoyed and I managed to meet other lovely people that have varied jobs.  We have managed to lock ourselves out of the house, note to self, get more keys cut in Oz.  I continue to make bread but I have now branched out into bread rolls.  I will now have to find out how to make a pizza base.  Mind you I have an oven that I have to guess what the temp is and then watch it like a hawk.  Yesterday was so suffocating (not much breeze) that I didn’t do much.  So I watched a Sci fi movies that well and took me away for the real world.

At the moment I am doing the washing, twin tubs are just so much better than bashing the clothes on the rocks.  Well better get back to it.  Big hugs Denise.

That’s all for now – must go and pack.  Not too much as we have a lot to bring back.