A paradise island should be the most relaxing place on earth but somehow it's been shattering. Once the boys had left, the late nights of the last ten days caught up with us and we were all on a bit of a comedown. Though we picked ourselves up for long enough to reach Coralview Island, as soon as we arrived we dropped straight back down into a hammock and didn't move for almost two days.
As Coralview was our last island before heading back to the mainland we felt we were fully justified in making the most of island life and doing very, very little. On our final evening, however, we felt the need to exert ourselves and so followed the hiking trail up the hill for sunset. It seems not many others managed even that though as the pathway was completely overgrown and we had to fight our way through tall reeds to reach the top. Our reward once we got there was the most amazing views over Coralview and the surrounding islands, and a cheerful Fijian man who set the mood, playing old school love tunes from his shabby looking Nokia phone.
Our island hopping adventure has been nothing short of perfect but it's been more of a luxurious holiday than backpacker travelling. We all feel it's now time to get back to the mainland where there are no five star resorts, nor porters to carry our bags, but a whole load of traditional Fijian culture to discover. I think I may even put some shoes on for the occasion.
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