It is a bit of a tongue twister to pronounce the name. But the view was gorgeous. Especially after all the overnight heavy rains, the water was flowing with a lot of speed and volume. The falls is sheer drop of over 300 feet!

I have mentioned previously how some of the best Indian food I have eaten are in small island countries. Nevis, Turks and Caicos, Malta immediately come to mind. Samoa was a return to that pattern. Thomas took us to this Indian restaurant that lived up to all my expectations.

This was a huge structure with innumerable number of stalls selling fruits, vegetables, drinks, dresses, pottery, wood work – you name it and you will get it here. Adjoining this was another market and all they sold was fish! Like in Fiji, looks like eating fish – especially on Sundays – is a big festive thing here.

Each house in Samoa seemed to have an outside structure – covered but no walls. Thomas – our driver and guide – explained that these are called “fale tales”. These are usually used for family meetings and other occasions. In Samoa, multiple extended family members live in the same house or next to each other.

The trees looked like they were digging in their heels and bent squarely into the wind to take it on

The lush greenery reminded us of the rainfall in the rainforests of Costa Rica.