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... carbs in this traditional dish. For mains I had the Cajun fish steak, which came with two choices of salad (bean and red wine, carrots and green beans with sesame) with a raw pineapple salsa and a tomato salsa. Georgia had steamed fish parcels, some meaty fish steamed in banana leaves with a chilli and lime sauce, tavioka and a dressed salad. The portions were large but the meaty fish was really good. We flushed it all down with a huge pot of green ...
... hot and humid but we found a small shop which turned out to just be someone's house with a counter out of the door. At the hotel we booked our island hopping tickets for 6 nights and ended up paying half of what it would have cost if we had booked in England or over the Internet. The hostel had really good reasonably priced meals and drinks at the restaurant attached. That evenings entertainment was a Cava night. Cava is the ground dried root of a pepper ...
... made conversation. The school children were just heading home from school, fooling around as they went. Most of the older boys were wearing a traditional Fijian sarong as the bottom half of their uniform. Indeed, many of the men in town wore the same. For pupils of one high school, there was effectively a role reversal (relative to teenagers in the UK); the girls' wore trousers and the boys wore sarongs. Arriving at the tiny tourism agency office, we were ...
Bula!!! I can truly see how Fiji is labelled as one of the happiest places on earth. Everyone here is extremely friendly and helpful and the necklaces you get are so much better than a Hawaiian lei. After a long flight, I'm looking forward to a shower and to some relaxation on the beach and maybe a walk into pacific harbour. There are a few local delicacies that must be tried and I intend on doing ...
... a bit confused, because although we left on a Sunday night, we actually arrived on Tuesday morning. When flying west from America, you cross the National Date Line. Which means that technically we missed a day of our lives haha. Slightly confusing. So going through the airport was a breeze and we were greeted by 3 Fijians at the airport playing their Ukeleles in their bright blue Hawaiian style shirts singing away. Now everyone in Fiji says Bula. The actual meaning ...