Navala, Fiji
We caught the bus to Ba (via the post office where we sent Sarah a parcel of shells by sea mail, god knows when it will arrive). We arrived in Ba, phoned Boulou to ask them to meet us in Navala, grabbed some food at the hot bread kitchen and some Pakora (some had raw chillies inside....eeek) and some indian sweets from a stall, then got on the bus. The ride was very long, dusty and bumpy and the radio on the bus was playing a recipe programme in Hindi.
The ...