You get to know the friendly Fijian island staff by name because they spend time with you. Cooking and serving fresh delicious food with genuine welcoming smiles. Teaching you how to weave a basket using palm fronds. Climbing a coconut tree and collecting a coconut for you so that you can taste the sweet milk and flesh inside.
Guiding you on a snorkle excursion through the warm blue pristine water. Sikeli taught me how to dive down deep to see a giant clown fish and sea anenome hiding beneath a forest of colorful coral. He also warned us to shuffle our feet through the sand to avoid surprising a beautiful green and blue polka-dotted stingray. We swam along side baby sharks that circle the island and schools of a variety of brilliantly colored fish and coral.
The Fijians included us in games of Vindi Vindi during the kava ceremony each evening. We spent time and became fast friends with couples from London, Italy, Australia, Poland and New York.
We Parasailed!
We were honored to be asked to be witnesses for Mark and Frankie's beautiful beachside sunset wedding which was punctuated by Frankie being escorted down a sandy path by two Fijian warriors. It was an unforgettable and beautiful ceremony and I wish them many many years of health and happiness!
We filled our days with snorkling, beach volleyball, sea kayaking and reading and napping under our palapa, surrounded by the ever-present sound of the surf. Shoes were taken off on arrival and left off for nine days.
No t.v., phone or newspaper to interrupt our 9 days of catharsis. I was even invited by a wonderful lady from Australia to do yoga with in front of her burre several times.
John and I left our troubles behind, experienced with wonder and excitement the world below the surface of the ocean, so enjoyed the Fijian people, cried some pent up tears and felt time s l o w down. Just what the proverbial doctor ordered.