This was the 9th post (Day 9) of an entire year-long series, which I named ‘Project 365′. The idea was simple enough: travel for a full year and document every day of it, in the form of a daily picture and poem. I am still working on a book of this year-long travel, but till then, enjoy all the posts here. You can check out the daily posts in the details below or jump to the final day of the project by clicking here.
10th July 2014 – Port Vila, Vanuatu (Day 9)
The flags were raised, and in all different colours. The orange was there too, just subdued by the blue. The match was done, and the gregarious posse dismissed. And then I discovered that, for every minute here, there was a different hue.
The AirVanuatu flight was no Emirates, but it was much more pleasant than I had expected. They even had beef Rendang and Butter Chicken for the food menu! And the free Tusker beers, which I am now beginning to have an affair with.
Immigration was fun. Apparently, they don’t get too many Indian folks her, or so I understood when the immigration officer took my passport and went inside to check with his Supervisor. The supervisor informed him, that India was a commonwealth country too, and hence there was no need for a Visa. At least the Brits came in handy there!
Backpacking is not really big in Vanuatu, as I found upon entering an 8-bed dorm room, COMPLETELY EMPTY! But slept at 3 AM, woke up again at 7 for the Semi-final between Argentina and Holland. What a Messi way to start the day, eh?! But since I was up, went out about town, to discover that despite the many groups of people playing Petanque (or Boules, if you are French), Vanuatu is still a football-crazy country. There were football flags on every vehicle. There were even Brazil flags, despite them being routed so badly the last night. Maybe they forgot to take it down.