We arrived at Nabua and it rapidly transpired that our good luck followed us as yet again we were in another private bure, although this time there were two single beds. Once again it was wonderfully close to the beach and basic but cosy inside. After dumping our bags we headed to the beach to take some pictures of the fabulous view and enjoy the sunshine. I even managed to do a spot of blogging whilst lying around on the sand.
That evening we had a wonderful buffet dinner which had been cooked in the ground. Very much like a Maori Hangi, a hole was dug in the ground and lined with rocks. A fire was lit and left for around two hours to heat the rocks through before the food was then cooked on these. It was absolutely delicious and we were spoilt for choice with the selection of meats, fish, salads and root vegetables which are local to Fiji.
After dinner there was 'bula time' which was a chance to play games and socialise with each other getting to know the staff and other guests. We learnt a new bula dance routine which we were just as bad at as the last one. Two games followed, my favourite being sand and water. A rope is laid across the ground and one side is sand and the other is water. You have to jump between the two as instructed by one of the staff members and if you get it wrong you're out. It led to some funny situations with people desperately trying to balance themselves after almost jumping the wrong way. I was terrible at it and out early. After wearing ourselves out it was time for another shower and then bed, listening to the Harry Potter audiobook to ease us to sleep. Amazing.
Sunday dawned bright and beautiful and we joined the trip going to the village and the church. It happened to be Easter Sunday too and we enjoyed the simple ceremony and looking round the village.
It was an extremely hot day so after the service we headed back to the sea to cool down, not that the water is exceptionally cold! When the evening rolled around we played more games, one which I miraculously own and was rewarded with a luminous, radioactive green drink. We were also encouraged to sing our national anthems so the other guests could hear them. Thankfully there were 4 other English girls and we wailed away together sounding very much like rowdy football fans rather than graceful singers. We were put to shame by many of the other guests who sung their anthems well and in some cases by themselves. Afterwards our hosts sung the Fijian anthem for us which was beautiful.
Monday was our last full day on the islands and we chose to make the most of the sea and the beach, relaxing and just soaking up the sun. We moved about twice; for lunch and for afternoon tea and cake at a stall run by the locals.
We danced, or at least attempted to, the Bula dance one last time that evening before playing a variety of games. We then sat around chatting with other guests and the locals who kept us amused wih tales of Fiji and continuously making us guess how old they were, as they all look a lot younger than they are. It seemed to entertain them as well.
On Tuesday after a morning spent on the beach and then lunch it was time for us to say farewell to the islands. We had a five hour boat journey back down the Yasawas chain to Port Denaru and then a bus transfer to Nadi. I spent the journey watching enviously as people hopped off to different islands along the way.
When we arrived at Smuggler's Cove we took full advantage of the half price pizza deal which was a delicious change when compared to the 11 nights of variations of rice, noodles and potatoes. I shouldn't complain though as we didn't have to cook anything! The 34 bed dorm was blissfully empty and we managed to get a decent sleep before our exciting day of laundry ahead.
Until next time.
A x
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