Stop… Fiji Time

posted on April 23, 2007 in Fiji,Travel

Bula! Bula my friends, we are all family here.

We’ve been in Fiji for two weeks. Apparently the word ‘paradise’ is bandied about. I suppose if sea, sun, sand and a wealth of hot girls is your bag then sure paradise, knock yourself out. For us 3 experienced travellers though? Tempted by such shallow banality…?

We checked in to Nadi Bay Resort Hotel and quickly set about finding sun, sea, sand and a wealth of hot girls. Apparently the islands are where it’s at so we chose two and after a couple of nights set sail on the ocean blue.

First stop was Ratu Kinis on Mana island. Here we saw Fijians dancing,

Some Fijians dancing
Fijians fire dancing,

Fire show
and Lewis ‘The Bend Master’ Adams winning the limbo contest.

Lewis limbo
We met a delightful girl called Sarah. Us and her with Russ (her parent and guardian).

Us with Russ and Sarah

However someone tinkered with my beer goggles and set them to ‘Euro Vision’, so here’s a photo of a Swedish girl called Jen.

It was off the shores of Mana that we went fishing with Moses. Despite his reassurance that ‘striking time’ was imminent we only caught 4 fish. But one of those four was mine and another he bludgeoned with a stick, so I was happy. Later we ate the fish.

Moses of Mana
Mana stood out as an island of characters. The largest of those being Urich, or Polski as he was known. He’s a Polish author, computer scientist, physicist, photographer, graphics designer and break dancer equally inclined to get naked as he is to start philosophizing.


We were sad to leave Mana. On the morning of our departure as I was piling my breakfast plate high, the Fijian staff guy engages me in conversation. “Maybe you will meet your wife in Fiji” he mused. I had to laugh. As we sped off the staff played the goodbye song with Polski (far right) typically in the thick of it shouting and waving.
Bye Ratu Kinis