In Fiji there is a local drink called Kava that is more like liquid drug that a fermented alcohol.
Once I heard about the drink from Paul I, who said that you had not really visited Fiji until you had drank Kava with the locals, I jumped at their offer to have some with him and his friends that night.
Kava is a drink that you mix up up a bowl of water and some thin sacking, and can be done fairly easily and without much prep time or attention to detail.
Basically you get a bowl of water, put a few mug fulls of the Kava powder into the sacking and then having wrapped it up dunk it in the water in a similar manner as you would a tea bag.
After about half an hour the water in the bowl had turned from clear to a light muddy brown and was ready to be server, drank from a small coconut shell cups.
Sitting on a mat, swapping stories and magic tricks we all took turns of drinking the slightly gritty brown liquid, not really getting drunk but it certainly had an effect on our senses.
After two rounds of the drink I had already had my fill and passed on a third drink, but Paul and the others continued drinking long into the night.
As testament to the drinks narcotic effect in the morning I woke up slightly later than normal while the rest of the boys were all found slumped over chairs or prone on the mats until well into the mid afternoon.
Once I heard about the drink from Paul I, who said that you had not really visited Fiji until you had drank Kava with the locals, I jumped at their offer to have some with him and his friends that night.
Kava is a drink that you mix up up a bowl of water and some thin sacking, and can be done fairly easily and without much prep time or attention to detail.
Basically you get a bowl of water, put a few mug fulls of the Kava powder into the sacking and then having wrapped it up dunk it in the water in a similar manner as you would a tea bag.
After about half an hour the water in the bowl had turned from clear to a light muddy brown and was ready to be server, drank from a small coconut shell cups.
Sitting on a mat, swapping stories and magic tricks we all took turns of drinking the slightly gritty brown liquid, not really getting drunk but it certainly had an effect on our senses.
After two rounds of the drink I had already had my fill and passed on a third drink, but Paul and the others continued drinking long into the night.
As testament to the drinks narcotic effect in the morning I woke up slightly later than normal while the rest of the boys were all found slumped over chairs or prone on the mats until well into the mid afternoon.
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