Wednesday, 1 February 2012

Fiji: Mana Island continued...



Our third day on Mana was the best day ever. The weather was glorious and after breakfast we decided to take a boat trip out to the sandbank to go snorkelling. The sandbank is basically just a lump of white sand (about the size of a tennis court) in the middle of the sea that you can just about see from Mana island. We piled into the little boat with our new friends (Americans, British and Kiwis) and coated ourselves in suncream and then the boat driver took us out to the sandbank. It only took about 10 minutes to get there and when we got there it was spectacular. It was everything I had imagined Fiji to be – just what you see in the brochures.

The sandbank
We all got our snorkels and flippers on and then set off swimming around the sandbank until we reached a ledge where the water dropped to hundreds of metres in depth. As the guy who took us out described it: 'this is like in finding Nemo where Nemo gets told not to go any further'. So we didn't go any further because there might be bigger fish out there. We stayed close to the sandbank but the fish were amazing, with lots of corals and Nemo type fish. Apparently you can also spot sharks (the friendly ones) and dolphins but we didn’t see any. It was pure paradise and the waters were crystal clear. After the sandbank, we all got back in the little boat and returned to our hostel for lunch and then a man showed us how to climb a coconut tree and how to cut open a coconut and make jewellery.

Later on we decided to walk to survivor beach again for some more snorkelling to try and see sharks. We set off through the jungle again with Ally, Alex and Jemma and walked until we found some rocks, which we had to clamber over and then jump into the sea. We didn't see any sharks but we saw a lot of fish and an eel. It was fantastic. When we got back, we had a shower and then joined the Kiwis and our other friends for tea and Bula hour. By now we knew all of the Bula songs and sang and clapped along. We then spotted a bonfire further down the beach so walked down to check it out. We found some people sat around playing guitars and chatting. We joined them for a bit before returning home to Ratikini to go to bed. A perfect day.

Bula hour (James on the right)

The next two days on Mana were just spent relaxing on the beach and snorkelling. One morning the hostel did a free guided walk to a lookout point at the top of the hill where yo could get a good view over the island. We borrowed a girl's underwater camera one afternoon and went snorkelling with Alex and took lots of cool pictures. On the last night we were all leaving the next day (all of our friends too) so we decided to have a few drinks. The hostel had also put on entertainment (traditional dancing and fire-throwing!) which was cool, however, half way through I got stomach cramps like someone was punching me and had to go to bed. I blame it on either the water or the dodgy mixed grill we had for dinner.

Snorkelling at survivor beach
On our last day on Mana it was so hot, we spent most of our time sat in the internet room which was the only air-conditioned room in the hostel. We didn't pay to go on the internet, just sat chatting. At 11.30 we waved all our friends off who left on a little boat to the mainland. It took them about an hour to set off because the battery ran out. The we hung about until 4pm, walked along the beach and then caught a boat to our next island – Bounty.




Photos: Fiji

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