Our final destination in Fiji was Nadi (pronounced Nandi). It was different to say the least. We got shown to our dorm room which resembled a prison cell, well it was actually smaller than a prison cell and more cramped. We immediately asked for a double room, I could no longer cope with dorms and needed some space. We were going to get one the following day as there were none free. That night we had to endure banging doors and people getting up really early spen...

On first impressions from the Yasawa Flyer, Beachcomber Island looked absolutely beautiful. It was tiny, a bit bigger than South Sea Island but still small enough to walk around in less than 15 minutes. As we got on the connecting boat we felt a bit like cattle as we were crowded onto a boat. This feeling did not stop as we felt the eyes of the island checking us all out as the boat turned up. There were tons of people on this island, all staring at us and all si...

From one boat to another, our destination for the next two days and one night. The Wanna Taki cruise boat was a massive yellow boat similar to the Yasawa flyer, only it had a floor below deck with a dorm. The most exciting thing about the boat was that it had carpet...the frst time I had stepped on carpet in a long time! Also another selling point was the fact that it had warm showers that actually had a shower head! I had been showering under a hose in cold wate...

Coral view...YUK! When we usually arrive at an island about 5 of us get off the boat and onto our new island but this time we arrived with a lot of other people on Tavewa and were hearded into a big hut with a tin roof. We put all of our things into a cramped room with mosquito nets with holes in and head to the toilets that smell like a septic tank...this is because the septic tank is right behind it! The showers had no lights and were dark and full of spiders a...

When we left Kuata there was a big rain cloud above us and the sky opened up as we got to the Yasawa flyer. It was a bit of a nightmare and looked like it would never let up. It continued to pour as we got to Korovou but this did not stop the fijians giving us a warm welcome and singing the Bula song from the top of the veranda. They were still smiling and still happy singing their hearts out to welcome us to their island. A lot of the people that work on the isl...