We're up early again...6.30am...woken by the waves crashing on the beach. After breakfast we decide to go on the organised trip to the village...but time for some snorkelling first. Its best to access the reef at high tide although it is possible at all times. There are quite a lot of fish and some nice coral. The best area is either side of the crescent shaped bay. As I'm getting out I feel a sharp wrap on my wrist...it seems one of the fish took a liking to my shiny watch.....wont be wearing that again. So later its off to the [View Full Entry]

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We make a few calls (well Sarah does) straight after "breakfast". We manage to find accom at Octopus Resort...its about half an hour away on the YF and was one of our original target resorts. There's a downside, or so we thought. The only accom available is a tent. We can have it for 3 nights. We need to get away from Kuata so we go for it. It would be a decision we would not regret. First impressions of Octopus are good. A large crescent shaped beach. We are met in the traditional Fijian way...a song and big warm smiles [View Full Entry]

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We're leaving Bounty Island today. We havent been able to get into any of our other "chosen" resorts of Otto and Fanny's, Octopus or Oarsmans Bay. They're all full. Instead we head for Kuata Resort...the gateway to the Yasawa's. Its not really covered in the guide books but we have seen their own brochure. We get the transfer boat to the YF and we are soon on our way. Travelling with us is is Hobarts answer to John Cleese (see pic and you'll see what I mean..) The cost is FJ$ 65 each (about 20 quid). We arrive bang on time [View Full Entry]

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After dinner, we are asked if we want to go and see the Kiwi / Wallaby game. Its the tri-nation decider and is being shown on a neighbouring island. 12 of us make the trip, across open water, in the pitch black. Only the stars...and there are plenty guide the way. We set off into the black yonder, I get the impression that we are starring in the opening credits of a disaster movie! We make it of course...watch the game...and make it back. As we are walking back to our Bure one of the staff asks us "if we'd like [View Full Entry]

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Stormy night. Sarah awoke at 3am when a rucksack fell on her head from a shelf above. There's a brief panic before we start laughing. Time for a midnight feast. We've never eaten a whole Terry's chocolate orange in a nicer place. Tonight should be good fun we are having a traditional lovo meal (food cooked underground).....and the dreaded Kava cermony. Kava Ceremony...island men dressed in traditional costume. Kava looks and tastes like dirty, gritty dishwater...before sending your tongue and mouth numb. We both try it...but its not that bad....we may even bring some back for you [View Full Entry]

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We walk round the island the opposite way today...but Sarah is concerned that the tide is coming in.... "We might get cut off...." You can take the girl out of Holy Island, but you cant take Holy Island out of the girl. We complete the walk in 15 minutes. Talked Sarah into kayaking round the island...for a bit of variety. Go snorkelling later..followed by a few G&T's. Starting to slip into holiday mode now. [View Full Entry]

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Arrived in Fiji at 1.30am local time. Flew over ID Line so its now wednesday...time flies when you're having fun. Lots a taxi drivers touting for business. Sat on comfy leather seats, very welcome indeed. Opposite is a rather large (20 st) Fijian bloke. He is wearing a traditional Fijian sulu (skirt) and he is asleep. His legs are at 10 to 2! I ask Sarah, if he is wearing pants....she tilts her head slightly and confirms that he's not. She's seen something horrible.....and I quote "it looked like a big black sausage with at least one furry testicle!"....He's snoring. Took [View Full Entry]

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Caught the YF to Bounty Island...it was the first stop. We are staying here for 3 nights. Transfer from the YF was in a glass bottom boat. They toothless Fijian skipper is a colourful character. The sea is crystal clear. We are met by a traditional Fijian welcome song....we have to reply....."Bula, Bula Bula"....it means hello in fijian. We are in Bure Nr 12, smack on the beach. Windows on 3 sides. It has its own bathroom and air con. We unpack and decide to go for a walk. We walk round the island, past the set of "Celebrity Love Island". [View Full Entry]

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Evenin'. Panic is starting to set in. Its now 10pm on Sunday night. Bit gutted cos we must usual Sunday night TV progs Songs of Praise and Antiques Roadshow! So far we have packed nothing......Sarah is struggling to decide which bag to take. The rucksack or the case? Hairdryer or straightners? Mmmm...I think I'll leave her to it. We should be setting off at around 7am tomorrow....so probably up about 5am to pack then instead. Unlike the wedding planning, the honeymoon plan seems to be faltering....I'm sure all we be well after a nice nip or 2 on the plane. Will [View Full Entry]

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