Monday, 17 October 2016

Somewhere along the way as we were watching the world drift by, charging our boats through mild rapids and trying to come up with the perfect tribe name for the village we were planning on starting we ended up taking a stop at a waterfall. It was absolutely stunning. After spending a few hours on a boat in water that was the perfect temperature to swim in but refraining ourselves from doing so, we expected that this would be no different and the water temperature would reflect it's perfect looking surroundings. Let me just tell you that it most certainly did not. The water was so ice cold that it took me a good few minutes to coax myself into fully submerging. It was nice once I'd fully gotten in but it didn't really seem to get any warmer.

The boys and a couple of the girls were climbing the sides and jumping off the cliffs making videos on one of the gopro's. I attempted to be adventurous and get close enough to the actual waterfall to swim underneath but the spray that was coming from the water connecting with waterhole as it came down was spraying in my face so I could barely see where I was going. I almost got there and that was good enough for me. It was an absolute blast.

You can see why this day was my favourite? I mean just look at this place, it's like something out of a dream!

XO, Danielle



Saturday, 15 October 2016

Let me just say that the humidity, island heat and constant salty water I found myself swimming in contributed to the birds nest bun I had sitting at the bottom of my head everyday. Apologies but I mean, what else was I to do?

The day we spent on the Navua River was by far my favourite day from the entire trip. God really has blessed us with the most amazing creation. Every part of the land that lined the river was a beauty that I am so thankful I got to experience. This was the day that arguably us girls really bonded and became more than just classmates on a trip together and rather turned into a group of friends. We sat in our boat who we dutifully named Susan and planned to build our own village along the edge of the river where we could raise goats and happily run away from the weight of lifes problems.

I've never really been much of person who enjoyed boats, I always thought that if I spent more than twenty minutes in one I might just get a little sea sick but good old Susan proved me wrong. We had the best time. The ride was so peaceful giving us time to reflect as we watched the world slowly drift by the further we travelled. We got the opportunity to learn about how the land is being treated and the way in which the early settlers in Fiji used to travel down the Navua River in order to get to the main city for food and resources. We became well educated - as we should have, I mean we were on a school trip after all.

After our boat ride they put us all onto a couple of rafts that reflected the boats the settlers used to use for travelling as seen below:

The boys being boys took all of a minute on their raft before they abandoned ship and jumped into the nice cool water. They actually thought it was so enjoyable that they looked over at us and decided we needed to experience it for ourselves. I just saw Ben make a beeline for our raft and come over and proceed to pull Dexter plunging into the river. We locked eyes and I just knew I was next. Panicked, all of us girls jumped up messing with the evenly distributed weight on the raft nearly tipping the tourists that had unfortunately been stuck with us into the water too. As he swam over and started to attempt to grab my arms I retreated and stated that rather than being pulled in I would give in and jump in myself. I was then informed that if I failed to jump in myself I would most definitely be pulled in.

Thats how I ended up jumping in fully clothed in the Navua River.

XO, Danielle



Thursday, 13 October 2016

This is Tony, our beloved bus and constant source of transportation over the 8 days we spent in paradise.

After we had officially arrived in Fiji and had placed our baggage in our rooms at our first hotel, we were told that the company we were renting our bus from had sent a complementary one over to take us through to the city in Nadi to go and get lunch and have a browse through some of the shops. Ready for adventure and curious as to what our transportation would be like we were greeted with a big red and silver bus without air conditioning much like the ones locals use to get around themselves (We actually had a few of the locals board our bus thinking it was public transportation at one point). Thats when we were first introduced to Tony and let me tell you once we'd taken our first ride there was no going back. We stuck with him until we left for Beachcomber and it was a hoon and half the entirety of the 5 days we spent with him. Inside there was a row for each of us to have to ourselves or to share with a friend and still have room, windows wide enough to stick our heads and arms out to yell "BULA" out to the locals and throw a cheeky shaka in the air as well as having constant music blasting whenever we were on the road.

The only let down was comfiness when we decided we needed a bit of a nap however it didn't stop a few of us from dozing off. Not that we wanted to while the boys were ready and loaded with permanent markers and go-pros ready to give us each a monobrow if we did eventually fall asleep for a moment or two. It made for a lot of fun as we had no choice but to continue to watch the scenery or chat away with our friends - so maybe it wasn't much of a down fall at all?

Oh Fiji, I can't wait to experience you again someday and maybe meet another Tony along the way.

XO, Danielle

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