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TripAdvisor Reviews Paradise Taveuni Taveuni Island
Travel Blogs from Taveuni Island
... dock. We stop to chat with some kids and Mom meets Eva, a young girl with short hair that tells us about her experiences on Dravuni. The people came to this island from other islands about 50 years ago and everyone on the island is related. Unlike some underdeveloped areas, they understand the dangers of marriage within the family so brides or grooms are sought out from other islands. Dravuni’s people are very friendly and ...
... got back. In the afternoon we went snorkelling in this amazing aquarium. ( the ocean!). The coral reef and the bright, colorful fish were abundant. Bright blue, green, orange, pink, red, yellow - we saw every color imaginable. I am told by Jim and the others snorkelling, that a shark swam right beside me - about 10 feet from me. I was looking the other way and missed it. I think that's a good thing! I would like to ...
... was my stupid toenail error.
At this point I commented to Sera about hearing thunder and she said: “that’s not thunder it’s the water”. It was like sitting under a waterfall which I have personal experience of. The bridges that we’d driven over were now submerged beneath a torrential river. We held hands and crossed as sure-footed as possible, me in bare feet with flip flops held high (by Sera... she insisted). I ...
... we were having a day out on the beach. I was sitting playing in the sand when a huge wave swept me over and around and around and around I swirled, pinned into the force of that water until the big hands of Dad swept me up. This totally reminded me of that moment. I hit the light, gulped down some air and as I went down again - further away from the waterfall - a big Fijian hand grabbed me towards him. The force of the water was ultimately pushing me ...
... 8217;t take out the big boat just for one diver. Great.
Dinner that night was a sad little affair. After a highly sociable couple of weeks I was dining alone with a family of four to my right. All perfectly nice but all perfectly twee. I was gamely attempting to read James Michener’s South Pacific a book I’d scored from a hotel guest at Barefoot but it wasn’t for me so I found myself inadvertently rereading the same ...