A good night sleep last night but the back is super tight and I’m finding it a lot easier to sleep sort of on my stomach with one knee crouched up to the side, I have no idea what sort of shapes I get into when I’m sleeping!

We had windows every where in the hut, with mosquito net nailed to the outside of the windows and the windows were lots of slats that we had kept open so even though the electricity had gone off 12am-6am it was still breezy in there because the wind was coming in all ways making the curtains fly!

I was awake about 5-5.30am for a pee, and the rain was tamping it down! I thought about going outside on the little deck to move our clothes and towels but thought I’d wake up the other two so I didn’t... it carried on raining until about 7.45am when we woke back up. I knew I should have moved our things! They were bloody drenched. Luckily it had stopped and the wind had picked up so everything was blowing quite nicely to dry again but looking at the sky I can’t really see the sun making an appearance today.

After a bacon roll for breakfast and some yummier coffee than what I had in New Zealand we went back to pack up our things.
Ellie screeches and nervous giggles coming out of the room before I got in there only meant one thing.... Sid the spider was back. Hiding behind the curtain she tried to open, haha! He’s back alright! I knew he would find a bloody hole to get back into! Before disturbing it I had to move my bags I couldn’t think of anything worse than having to try and find it in my bloody bag! I tried to take a photo but it doesn’t give it justice of how big the bloody thing actually is!

A quick whip around of our stuff and we sat on the veranda deck for an hour or so before checking out and going for a walk down the long sandy beach. The long deep sandy beach! It was so hard to walk on it! A good leg workout though, to the end and back was probably only about 2km but it was a hard 2km.

Can’t believe it’s our last day of Island life and it’s cloudy! How annoying. The boat isn’t until 2.30pm so we have all morning and mid afternoon to relax and watch the word go by, the world meaning the sea roll in and out because there’s nothing much else going on other than the locals scraping the crap up seaweed and leaves up off the beach into piles whilst one behind them digs a hole and buries it - that’s one way of getting rid of it quickly I suppose haha.

Feeding time for the tourists... on Fiji time of course! 12pm Lunch was actually 12.30pm.

We could smell spaghetti bolognese again... I’m not sure how much of it we will actually eat if it is!
It wasn’t spag Bol but we definitely would have preferred that to what it was. Rice, with sautéed veg in a gravy with chicken (I’m sure we had every part of the chicken except it’s meat.... it made both of us want to vom.)

It’s killed Ellie’s island vibe and now all she has to get her back in the island groove is a fruity mentos, oh dear!

Vinaka (thank you) Fiji islands! It has been a pleasure!! Back to the mainland for us we go! Let’s hope the weather is better tomorrow!

The boat was super long and it was bloody freezing with the air con, we did get into the port 45 minutes early though which was a bonus! Couldn’t wait to get to bamboo backpackers and have a shower! Why does travel make you tired?

Not that being early mattered because now we had to wait around longer for another boat that was arriving, this one was on time at 6pm! We waited almost an hour for two people - that’s it!

Eventually at bamboo backpackers we checked in to our budget twin room, grabbed some grub on the beach and headed for a shower, boring farts but another early night!

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Absolutely bloody boiling last night! And we didn’t have any water in the room which wasn’t ideal! We were both tossing and turning sweating or boobies off, still once we dossed back off we didn’t surface until around 8am.

A lazy day in paradise for our last day in Fiji! We FaceTimed home had a decent breakfast (Ellie had a mountain on pancakes - they were humongous! USA style!) and then we headed out for a walk up the main road where there was nothing going on, anything to stretch the legs a little. Found the Indian restaurant that we smelt everyone’s take away food from on our first night, we thinks we may be a little naughty tonight and have an Indian!

We chilled in the pool for a while - the cleanest pool we had seen since being here! Then onto the beach where we discovered that actually the water in the pool was most likely not cleaned with chlorine but probably with bleach because when I went to the toilet I realised that my bright yellow bikini bottoms were no longer yellow but almost white and then we discovered that all of our rings had gone discoloured and almost rusty from bathing in bleach for so long! Great!!

Ellie’s Pandora rings are all ruined, maybe if we put them in some tomato sauce they’ll be better?

The sun disappeared around 4pm so it was rude of us not to sit at the bar and have a drink before showering and feeding time, the Indian was bloody delicious and for once we didn’t order too much and the portion sizes on the curries and rice was perfect! I’m a little baffled as to why there are Indians settling here in Nadi - the middle of the Pacific in the middle of nowhere?! Each to their own I know but still...

After dinner we had a drink (yes again mum!) at the beach. The Fijian ‘bounty’ dark rum and coke in a bottle, I found a new friend - the old senile grumpy fat dog that came and sat under our table who liked me rubbing his belly with my foot, he would bark at me every time I stopped haha.

Then on our last night as unexpectedly planned our early night turns late all because an older Fijian man came over to us and started talking about rum and laughing, he was sat with two old Australian men. Well to cut a long story short....
John the Fijian guy also known almost worldwide as John the Cannibal was king of the waters who cried tears of paradise about his passion and love trough stories he told us about Fiji. This guy basically put Fiji on the map for tourists, he then sold his island or part of his island to investors and became an overnight multi millionaire and is a very famous man in Fiji. Hmm cool! He said that we could stay on his island and with his family if we come back or in his words ‘when you come back’. The next guy’s name was Zane he owned the big water sports company here and did the jet ski tours and is also a great El is impersonator who has toured with Stevie Wonder! The next guy went by the name of Captain Cook, he was an Australian who moved here 30 years ago and married a Fijian woman who he’s still married to but now lives in Sydney with their sons because she doesn’t like Island life, through her he had connections to islands near Naviti island, where he’s now bought his own island called ‘crystal island’ and is building a huge eco haven/retreat where you will pay for a six or seven night stay and go organic and find your zen and be amongst the locals, where everything is natural, the Manuka lagoon there has WW2 fighter plane wreck in it, the snorkelling is amazing and he will be able to run completely off the environment and be 100% self sufficient so when the grid goes down he’s going to be able to survive. He’s also a multi millionaire because Captain Cook cruises and travel he owns and he also owns alongside with the local tribe Robinson Crusoe island which he bought from a 92 year old chief lady with a whale tooth and 1kg of kava root. What a bargain!! Then he started all the backpacking tours there.
He’s an extremely rich man! Who is very intelligent and clued up with lots of interesting views of the world, more so about conspiracies on vaccinations and tablets the government tell us to take because they’re actually going to prevent you from getting sick from the virus but in fact we probably are going to get sick from them and have these terrible illnesses like cancer etc. He says no one has cancer in Fiji or has dementia, they live healthy and have lots of B17 which prevents these illnesses but governments prevent us having it and the track lines we see in the sky aren’t actually fuel lines from planes they’re full of micro beads of chemicals that is killing and infecting local farmers lands and oh so many things that actually make you stop and think is a lot of what he’s saying true?!

After a long evening of chatting laughing and mind blowing conspiracies we hit the hay, only to find some pervert has pinched my three pairs of pants hanging outside the room waiting to dry after a travel wash. Who would want three pairs of backpacker pants! Here I am feeling free in Fiji hanging my pants out to dry minding my own business and some pervert/weirdo bloody nicks them. Now I have about 3 pairs of pants left for the rest of the trip! No panties beth is gunna have to keep her washing up or find a reusable nappy!