Once I was in Fiji, at a village called W– which sits above the Sigatoka river. Those incredible vistas were framed by kasava (food), suki (tobacco rolled into very thin and long sticks), kava (a relaxing, albeit not very tasty drink) and ganja. I was told that I should always have an even number of smokes. It's possible that they were having fun with me - it's very easy to convince a person to have just one more hit of the bong, after which they are reminded to have "just one more" to make it even. I doubt that it has any more significance than what I've already said, but I don't care because it was such a beautiful place. Some places are so good we don't believe we can ever visit them again.