NAVITI, YASAWA ISLANDS, FIJI
Chris and I had wanted to return to the rocky southwest point of Tavewa to do some snorkelig, so this morning we walked halfway there down the beach, then paid a local fisherman F$10 to take us the rest of the way by boat. We snorkeled around the point, then shot past the reef break and into the deeper water on the west side. This was more than a little unnerving, because it meant swimming just inches over razor-sharp coral while powerful waves broke over us. Yikes. Once we made it over the reef flat, though, the scenery was great--lots of hard corals growing on black volcanic outcroppings, with deep channels cut through the reef filled with schools of parrotfish and tangs. On our way back across the reef flat, I saw a pretty decent-sized blacktip reef shark, which turned and swam away as soon as it saw me. The coward.
After lunch, the staff of Coral View sang us the Fijian farewell song and gave us all hugs, then we hopped on a water taxi to meet up again with the Yasawa Flyer. On the boat I saw Gareth and Irene, who were returning from several days at another resort. It's funny how we keep meeting up with the same people, although everyone seems to island-hop a lot in the Yasawas.
We traveled south for less than an hour before coming to our next stop: Korovou Eco Tour resort on the island of Naviti. We didn't plan it this way, but the resorts we've stayed at have been getting progressively nicer. This one has fresh-water showers (the ones at Coral View were brackish), as well as rooms with ensuite bathrooms and electric fans (yes!). Not to mention a nice deck with picnic tables, a swimming pool, and lots of hammocks to lie around in.
It turns out that James and Gemma from Southampton are staying here too--this is their last night in the Yasawas before heading back to Nadi, and then Vancouver. Chris and I had dinner with them, and afterward we hung out and talked (mostly about British and American TV shows). They really are some of the nicest people you can imagine--very cool. Then we were subjected to Korovou's version of "bula time," which featured guys in grass skirts doing some dances, then getting everyone to join in. The "traditional Fijian dance" they taught us, though, had some moves that were suspiciously similar to the Macarena.
People met today:
Chris and I had wanted to return to the rocky southwest point of Tavewa to do some snorkelig, so this morning we walked halfway there down the beach, then paid a local fisherman F$10 to take us the rest of the way by boat. We snorkeled around the point, then shot past the reef break and into the deeper water on the west side. This was more than a little unnerving, because it meant swimming just inches over razor-sharp coral while powerful waves broke over us. Yikes. Once we made it over the reef flat, though, the scenery was great--lots of hard corals growing on black volcanic outcroppings, with deep channels cut through the reef filled with schools of parrotfish and tangs. On our way back across the reef flat, I saw a pretty decent-sized blacktip reef shark, which turned and swam away as soon as it saw me. The coward.
After lunch, the staff of Coral View sang us the Fijian farewell song and gave us all hugs, then we hopped on a water taxi to meet up again with the Yasawa Flyer. On the boat I saw Gareth and Irene, who were returning from several days at another resort. It's funny how we keep meeting up with the same people, although everyone seems to island-hop a lot in the Yasawas.
We traveled south for less than an hour before coming to our next stop: Korovou Eco Tour resort on the island of Naviti. We didn't plan it this way, but the resorts we've stayed at have been getting progressively nicer. This one has fresh-water showers (the ones at Coral View were brackish), as well as rooms with ensuite bathrooms and electric fans (yes!). Not to mention a nice deck with picnic tables, a swimming pool, and lots of hammocks to lie around in.
It turns out that James and Gemma from Southampton are staying here too--this is their last night in the Yasawas before heading back to Nadi, and then Vancouver. Chris and I had dinner with them, and afterward we hung out and talked (mostly about British and American TV shows). They really are some of the nicest people you can imagine--very cool. Then we were subjected to Korovou's version of "bula time," which featured guys in grass skirts doing some dances, then getting everyone to join in. The "traditional Fijian dance" they taught us, though, had some moves that were suspiciously similar to the Macarena.
People met today:
- Craig the drunken Scot (is that redundant?), traveling for a year, mostly in Australia.
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