Pacific Islands Travel Stories Travel Articles
- Kava King! – Beachcomber Island, Fiji
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Maurice Valentine didn't expect to go to Fiji, but
- The Master of Magodro – Fiji
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Ian Everett is allowed to visit a rural school in
- The Global Haddock: 96 Hours Down Under – Adelaide, South Australia, Australia
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Philip Blazdell realized why he'd never been to Au
- Smiles and Sweat in New Caledonia – New Caledonia
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Amar Dev Dhindsa found cycling in New Caledonia to
- Mi Laik Kisim Win Liklik (I would like to catch my breath a little) – Papau New Guinea
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Amar Dev Dhindsa hiked to the summit of Mt Wilhelm
- Pursuit of the Endless Summer #3
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Bula Fiji! Sixty hours after beginning our travels from French Polynesia, we had arrived in Fiji and it’s capital city of Nadi and now had to think clearly and make arrangements for our three week stay. Lack of sleep sure made us cranky! We decided to visit two areas of Fiji. The first: Kadavu Island, [...]
- Pursuit of the Endless Summer #2
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South Pacific Paradise Dale, the Mighty Tahitian warrior Ten hours after leaving L.A., our flight arrived in Tahiti – 2am local time. We were greeted with a tiare (a fragrant white flower with a yellow center) to wear behind our ear, and our passports were quickly stamped. Now we had several hours to kill before [...]
- There And Back Again…Maybe #3
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Stopover 2: Fiji We stepped off the plane in Nadi at some silly hour of the morning, with the sun still rising as we made our way out of the airport. Our accommodation was already booked at the Beachouse, some way to the south west and along the main island’s Coral Coast, but now we [...]
- Falling Down Mountains in Fiji (3 of 3)
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Mountains behind Levuka, from The Peak After a few minutes’ rest, I realized we’d better get a move on. The struggle upwards had taken more than two hours, and the Bureta shuttle bus left in just a little after two hours more. Unfortunately, George and I both agreed there was no chance of making it [...]
- Falling Down Mountains in Fiji (2 of 3)
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We slowly wound our way up into the hills, passing small farms and men chopping wood in the hot sun, and then what had been a leisurely, winding path became a climb. The trail took a sharp 60-70 degree angle upward, across rain-slick rock face with little in the way of footholds, and I immediately [...]
