A first trip ‘round the world, part 61

Just the time to bid New Caledonia goodbye, Gérard and Marcel were again on a plane, on their way for Nadi, on west coast of Fiji’s main Island for another couple of days.

When they got out on the tarmac at night, there got soaked into the intense heat and humidity and, again, without any place to go or hotel reservations! 

Gérard reminisces: “As luck would have it, we ended up on the shore, not far from the airport and we found an empty shack a few meters from the beach. From the get go, weren’t sure that it was such a good idea to spend the night there... 

The place was pitch dark and filled with mosquitoes ... the flimsy lights we could spot around that place stood in stark contrast with those of the Australian cities and even Nouméa...”

With the accumulated travel fatigue and stress, that first night was quite an ordeal, but at daybreak, our two travelers woke up to some wonderful white sandy beaches that were fit for a paradise postcard. Both kept working on his tan and continued to enjoy the South Pacific waters. 

“The only work we did was visit a nearby sugar cane production!” quipped Marcel.