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 island live in the villages on that island which is noce as you feel that you get to know a lot more about it when you are told by the people who have been brought up there.

So we get onto the island and get given a fresh fruit juice before we are shown to our rooms with the burly fijian carrying our backpacks (literally one of them could carry about 5 backpacks 70k each). There we were greeted by another happy lady who placed a hibiscus flower behind our ears and hugged us to welcome us to their island. As we got up early and it was raining I decided to have a wee nap. I was later woken by glorious sunshine. The rain cloud had cleared and it was time to sunbathe! Out by the fresh water pool as the beach was quite small and the tide was high. Later on I lost Barry and found him with Moses (the guy in the left side of the above picture) about how he should have made it into the Fijian rugby team but due to an injury had to give up for a little while but is going back into it. From then on Barry was afraid of him as he was massive, haha!

Later that evening we had dinner out on the veranda and enjoyed a few bottles of beers with our friends. The guys then came out dressed up in grass skirts and did us the Bula dance. After this it was our turn and they wouldn't start until everyone stood up and joined in. So for a good half hour everyone made fools of themselves and we played musical statues...I was tricked into falling as we were made to do the chicken dance and they stopped the music as I was in full swing, the cheats! After this we all joined into a circle and danced around and shouted "I love Fiji" at the tops of our voices and it was all very nice. I was also made to display one of the dances with Peter (the guy in the right in the picture), a complicated move which I got right on my first time, if I may add! Later that night we had a few more beers and then the lights were switched off at 11pm. It was complete darkness and it was amazing to see the milky way again.

The following morning we got roped into going snorkelling to look for manta rays by Moses. When we got there we all jumped off the boat and headed off to the coral and it was the most beautiful coral I have ever seen. It beat everything in Australia and everything we had seen so far. There were bright blue starfish, purple, pink and bright green coral, thousands of bright and colourful fish, among which were some angel fish that were stunning. It really was something special. I will not say anything more about the jellyfish that I saw other than I swam very fast in the opposite direction, it was nasty looking and being in a bikini and no wet suit was pretty scary stuff. We never found any manta rays but it didn't matter, everything else was perfect, truely spectacular. When we got back we had sunbathing time and Barry went to watch Fiji play rugby 7's. I felt a little hungry so me and the Irish girls went looking for Moses to get us a cocnut. He took us to a tree where he got a coconut and showed us how to husk them. He then took us back to the veranda and craked it open and told us to drink the milk...I was so tempted to pour it on my hair as a little conditioning treat but once I tasted it there was no way I was wasting it on that! It was amazing...it beats Tesco's cocnuts any day. Fresh from a tree, thats the way to do it. Moses then sat and took all of the flesh that you can eat out of the coconut for me. What a treat. If that was anywhere else it would have been named a "tour" and they would have charged $50 for it! Good times.

WE decided we would go and have a look at Honeymoon beach so 7 of us trotted along through the 'jungle' to the other side of the island only to be presented with a beach that wasn't really that spectacular. We got into the sea as we were all so hot from the walk and there were yelps coming from everywhere...we were all getting little stings over us from some sort of little creatures (Kim says they were tiny crustaceans and she is a marine biologist so she should know). We rapidly ran from the water while she went out snorkelling and layed down in the sun to dry off. After a while it was so hot Barry and I headed back to jump into the freshwater swimming pool where we didn't get bitten by crustaceans, which was nice!

Later that evening we met up with Chris, who was on the tour a day behind us. We had a couple of drinks and were again made to do the Bula dance and join in on the fun and games. Again we stayed up until the lights went out. Once we got back to the room I was up in my bunk and Barry and I were chatting away when he said "Don't move", I have learnt when this is said not to move, as difficult as it is. He walked away and picked up a magazine and half a coconut and started eyeing something up behind me as if he was checking if the coconut was big enough. I couldn't take it anymore and turned around to see what can only be described as a grasshopper on steroids...it was gigantic and would clearly not fit in the coconut shell! With all the coffuffle a few people started to congregate and there was a lot of swearing and disbelief at the size of this thing. In the end, Chris caught it in his hands and threw it outside...good ridance! We had a great time in Korovou although we did get charged for having lunch (we weren't supposed to but they told us to sit down and they would bring us food so we thought we were supposed to, it was all a big mix up) and it was time for us to move on to Coral View.