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TOURISTS PERCEIVED RISK

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War and Political Instability in Honiara City Solomon Islands November 25, 2021  The purpose of this article was to examine the implications of perceived risk and international tourism in Solomon Islands. A review of current literature primarily included peer reviewed online journals. Most of the study was aligned towards Lepp and Gibson’s (2003) research on tourist roles, perceived risk and international tourism as point of reference in studying Solomon islands tourism setting, and by reviewing other researchers’ work such as Cohen’s (1972) tourist typology, Maslow’s (1943) hierarchy of needs and Pearce’s (1996) analysis of recent research in tourist behaviour. The study focus was more specifically targeted to identifying perceived risk factors associated with international tourism in Solomon Islands, and critically analyse whether those perceived risks disagree to Cohen’s novelty preference. A survey of Australian students, volunteers, New Zealanders, Americans, Canadians, and ...

BACK TO THE BUSH

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The Melanesians have been growing bananas and cutting sugarcane near Nambour in Queensland’s hinterland Sunshine Coast Australia for more than a century. They were both men and women, mostly young and ready to remake Australia. Cutting sugarcane in the Sunshine Coast Australia 1870 There were thousands upon thousands in every State in the country that according to certain narratives, over 20 000 island natives had been brought back to Queensland in two hundred twenty-two voyages, and the islanders were so familiar with the methods of the recruiters that their vessels had become known as ‘snatch-snatch’ ships.  In my opinion, I think our friends don’t like the word ‘snatch-snatch’. So, I shall call it ‘finger-smith.’ They were professional finger-smiths, since they were fitted up precisely like an African slaver (minus the irons), and hundreds upon hundreds of natives on board may possibly be knocked up for a lot of pigs – no banks or partitions, not even a mat to lie upon, and yet...