Sorry for the lack of posts readers. I have been playing catchup with the entries but we have been without Internet access. So now...catchup time.
Today we had decided to head out to the Coral Coast. It is located on the south side of the main island of Fiji, so about an hour drive from the resort. Dad, Uncle George, Lisa, Grandma, Grandpa, Lindsay and Alyssa and I all decided to go on this little adventure so we headed off around midday. The drive to the coast was beautiful. We went through a bunch of different types of terrain, ranging from farmland to more forest. It was beautiful. Lindsay, Alyssa and I had all of the windows open in the back and we watched Fiji pass us by with the wind in our faces.
When we finally turned off of Queen's Road and made our way toward the beach. After getting a little lost, we turned off on this small, dirt road in the middle of nowhere. We were passing tiny villages and farmland when all of a sudden we came upon a rickety bridge. Everyone was a little nervous but like Indiana Jones, Uncle George made it across no problem.
Can't you just hear the Indy music???
We finally made it to Natadola Beach and parked the car. The beach was beautiful. with soft, almost white sand and crystal clear water. We were told that it is ranked the #7 best beach in the world. We walked along the beach until we came upon the Intercontinental Hotel. Man oh man, it was like coming upon an oasis. It was beautiful; very posh. We walked around in awe and finally found the restaurant. We had a delicious lunch and talked to some of the employees and found out the resort was only opened 2 moths ago. Next door was a golf course designed by Vijay Singh, a famous Fijian golf player. After lunch , we lounged around the infinite pool and walked down the beach until we decided to head out. We stopped for a drink in a little bar and then went to fetch the "limo".
A little piece of Heaven
the 7th best beach in the world
Now while at the resort I had joked that hopefully the car didn't start so we would be forced to stay at the resort. Well as luck would have it, Uncle George got in and the car wouldn't start. It seemed to be a dead battery and luckily we had grease monkey Jeff with us. He found that a battery cable was disconnected and that had been our problem the whole time. He fixed it and we were off.
A Fijian sunset
We got back in time to watch the nightly serenade and torch lighting. After that Dad, Mom, Katlyn, Robb and I headed back to the Hard Rock Cafe for another dinner.
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