Snorkelling in the Blue Lagoon and Deserted Beach

Trip Start Jul 31, 2011
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Trip End Oct 02, 2011


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Where I stayed
Coral View Resort, Tavewa Island
What I did
Snorkelling at Blue Lagoon Beach

Flag of Fiji  , Western,
Saturday, August 27, 2011

Today was the day I actually made something of my day and took a trip organised by the resort out to Blue Lagoon to go snorkelling, for the mere price of 5 English pounds. We were taken by boat (essentially a glorified bathtub with an outboard motor) across to Blue Lagoon, the same place where they filmed that (probably) awful Brooke Shields movie of the same name that I've never seen. I went on the strength of a recommendation from one of the other guests at Coral View who'd been the previous day and said it blew the snorkelling at Coral view out of the water (pardon the pun). He was right though, the coral was alive and well and there was a lot more fish in both number and variety than at Coral View. I got some great photos and video in the water before the lens decided to steam up, at which point the camera was dumped unceremoniously on the beach whilst I went for another swim, Enjoyment over documentation and all that, old boy.

After nearly shredding myself on the coral as a result of the receding tide (it always looks so soft n squishy on the telly, not so) I decided I'd had enough of snorkelling and elected to take a walk along the beach instead. On my travels I bumped into a sound Fijian fella who had recently got back after serving 2 years in the Royal Navy on HMS Southampton. He told me he misses England, I told him I didn't believe him. He explained it was cos you can't get Stella Artois in Fiji, and that the English party harder. I'd rather have Fiji any day of the week.

Blue Lagoon has to be one of the nicest beaches in that little cluster of islands at the top of the Yasawas; soft sand rather than full of sharp coral, gorgeous water and just generally a great view. I intend to come back here again.

We arrived back at Coral View in time for lunch and not long after, I joined Alexa for a walk round the island along the previously mentioned deserted beach to another (also deserted) beach on the other side of the island. We lost track of time as we spent the afternoon sunbathing and swimming around in crystal clear, smooth water, and lazing about on the white sand playing with the local dogs that seem to populate Fiji's beaches. That afternoon was totally the Fiji that I came to experience, we were the only two people for what felt like miles around, perfect sand, perfect weather and perfect sea. An awesome afternoon.
The only time I actually spent any energy was when I saw one of the dogs snaffle Alexa's headband from her bag whilst we were in the water, and try to make off with it so I bolted out of the sea and chased the furry little wanker across the beach and halfway through a nearby resort before it got the message, dropped the headband and ran off. Luckily it dropped it just before I was going to pull off a spectacular diving rugby tackle on the dog, I say luckily as I have no idea how dogs react to being rugby tackled, but I can't imagine it would be favourable. Anyhow, high tide was rolling in again so we bailed as tonight is Lovo night!

Lovo is a traditional Fijian (and generally Pacific) feast where where a pig is slaughtered, wrapped in banana leaves and placed in a hole in the ground on top of hot coals and left there to cook for hours. Alicia watched the pig being slaughtered and carried it to its oveny grave, I was a bit gutted to have missed it but I was snorkelling at Blue Lagoon at the time, so it's not all bad. Tonight was also a kid's first birthday and his family had brought him here to celebrate. Apparently a Fijian kid's 1st birthday is an even bigger deal than in the UK and the celebrations added to the Lovo feast made for an ungforgettable evening. I've never seen such a fuss made over a 1st birthday, there was a speech from a local priest, some dancing, a happy birthday song with 5 (yes FIVE) verses, half an hour of singing, and plenty more traditional dancing. And then came the important part, the food! Yams, potatoes, pork (2 types) which I persuaded Alexa - who is Jewish - to eat (win), lamb, chicken, and literally a mountain of salad. Seriously, I have never seen that much salad in one place at one time, and nor do I think I ever will again. It was a vegetarian's wet dream.

It's ironic, considering that it was a night we will all remember for the rest of our lives, and yet little Douglas the 1 year old will have no memory whatsoever of such a wonderful evening.
I guess we'll just have to do a good job of remembering it for him eh?


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