So I've been living on this beautiful island for about 7 months...5 of you remove the time I've spent overseas working. It's truly a little gem amongst the many little gems that dot the South Pacific. The physical beauty is literally everywhere. From the mountains through the middle to the coastline with its tiny islands dotted out in the ocean, my eyes are forever enjoying an absolute feast of images.
A couple of weeks ago I felt the need to put a little more of the country in my lens. I've been chasing THE Samoan sunset since I got here. That one image that makes me think "There's no way a meathead like me took that image". I ended up in a small coastal village west of the Samoa Airport. The village gave a great view across a fairly docile stretch of water between Upolu and Savai'i, the main two islands that make up Samoa. The flat water gave up some beautiful images and I shot for a good 20minutes. I was so engrossed in my own little world I didn't hear the shell horns being blown up and down the road & didn't notice all the locals heading towards home.
All of a sudden I heard a voice behind me; "excuse me sir, are you finished? Curfew has started." Curfew is a brief time the people of the village spend at prayer, either at church or at home. There is basically no movement allowed through a village at these times. Not every village observes a curfew but the one I was in certainly did. Slightly embarrassed at missing the call & appearing like an ignorant tourist from the west, I quickly packed and got back in the car. I apologised but the village folk were actually very cool about it.
It's not hard to observe and respect local customs when you travel or move abroad. I actually like the concept of what the Samoans call Lotu. The funny thing is they have no problem sharing the incredible vistas that this little village gets to witness every day. The ladies final comment as I went to drive off confirmed it.
"I hope you got some very nice pictures sir"
That I did