My Hawaii Plans

Here is what I plan to do with my time in civilization:

  • Go see The Simpsons movie
  • Go see the Bourne Ultimatum
  • Get the new Dune novel on Tuesday (Screw Harry Potter. This has been decades in the making)
  • Get a new lens for my camera
  • Get an extra laptop battery
  • Get some computer games to help pass time
  • Send mail home
  • Work on getting my videos up

If anyone has movie suggestions for things I missed over the summer, please let me know.


The Tarawa Airport where I was denied entry
The Tarawa Airport where I was denied entry
Yesterday, I was refused entry into the nation of Kiribati.

You read that right. They wouldn’t let me into the country.

The reason is one for the ages…..the ink used by the pen of the official in the Kiribati Embassy bled off the visa stamp (which was visible), so I was denied entry.


The stamp is very clearly a stamp from the Suva, Fiji embassy. On the opposite page are clearly my entry and exit stamps from Fiji two weeks ago. Moreover, on other pages are clear stamps showing where I’ve been in the two weeks in between.

If you have been reading this site, you know the only reason for my previous visit to Fiji was to visit the Kiribati embassy. Getting the visa was the only reason I made the trip and I had contacted officials from the Kiribati ministry of tourism about getting a visa. I jumped through every hoop asked of me.

The immigration official could have made a call to the Suva embassy to verify my visa but didn’t make the effort. I clearly had a visa stamp. I clearly was in Fiji in the last two weeks. Moreover, the visas are issued for three months and the stamps in my passport have been no where but the pacific for the last three months. Kiribati doesn’t have anywhere I could have gotten a stamp other than Suva or Honolulu.

The other people working at the airport couldn’t believe what this guy was doing. It was ridiculous. I am normally a very reserved person. I take everything in stride and just deal with things. ….I threw a shit fit. Grade A, world class shit fit.

They were going to put me back on the Our Airlines flight to Honiara. I told them to put me in jail till Tuesday when I could make my Air Pacific flight out of the country. I also told them that they’d have to get police to drag me onto the plane.

The airport manager (who has zero say over immigration) talked to me, saw my passport, saw my tickets, said it was bullshit but there was nothing he could do about it. Thankfully, there was an Air Pacific flight to Nadi arriving in an hour and I could get on that flight. It wast the same flight I was supposed to take on Tuesday, so when all was said in done, my ‘trip’ to Kiribati got compressed from 4 days to 3 hours.

I’m still furious after twenty four hours. I can deal with different cultures, poor food, crappy rooms, bugs, people trying to rip you off, and boredom. I cannot however deal with clueless bureaucrats who view their job in life as “is there ink on the paper”. This problem would have been so easy to solve in a way that would have been acceptable to everyone, yet taking that extra action was beyond the scope of his imagination. In his world it is a simple question of “is there ink”, not trying to enforce actual policy.

I should also note, that I was unable to send any email to Kiribati from the Solomons. All my attempts to email hotels in Tarawa were immediately kicked back and I had to have Amy do the reservations for me.

I am now in Hawaii. I basically just accelerated the next two weeks and skipped Tuvalu for a later time in my life.

I’m going to veg out here for the next week, see movies I’ve missed all summer, buy the new Dune book that comes out on tuesday and regroup.

The South Pacific part of my journey is now officially over.

I hope to finish Micronesia in August, or at least the first week of September. It should be much easier as flights are handled by one major carrier for the region (Continental)