It's a north wind, so that can't be good...
It IS that time again. The hour approaches and you feel it in your gut/bones/liver. The gentle quiver of a kavalactone craving pulses through your body around 2 p.m., slowly increasing in intensity until half past 4 when your body tells you to move to the nakamal. You are a kava junkie, but instead of tightening the rubber hose and tapping the veins (yeah, I watch movies) you let out a deep breath, lean forward, close your eyes, and tilt a shell of the good green juice. You chug it slowly/quickly and wipe the dribble from your chin (unless you are lucky enough to have a beard to soak it up for you) before sinking into a plastic chair with your favorite wasem-maot. The fix sets in and you breath deeper, blink slower, and talk lower. The story is on.
The revised Kava Time blog will now feature original postings in categories such as:
- Drunken Quote of the Night - priceless gems from the mouths of kavaholics
- Kava Kulture - observations, recommendations, facts, and trends
- Lactone Laughs - so funny it chases your drunk away
- Mosquito Alert!! - an advisory on the 'stikim nek' conditions of Port Vila nakamals
- Makas - things that don't fit in the categories above can be found here
Here's to second winds!
Peter Joshua 2011, holding a stampa
of my kava planted 2006
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