Postcard of Fiji number 2!! So........Robinson Crusoe. We caught the boat to Robinson. Nearly missed it first time around as we were waiting upstairs in a hotel for the transfer and they didn't tell us we should be waiting downstairs so the coach went without us, these people are so backward sometimes. The little boat whizzed along a muddy river to drop us at the estuary where the island was. Hmmm where are the beautiful paradise islands of Fiji??? The island was fine though, had a beach and lots of good hammocks. Including a hammock seating area by the pool which was great to laze around in. I spent many an hour there chatting to well whoever was there, the sun was scorching so i did lots of lazing in the shade. Robinson was really basic. We got the only room with a shower, all the shared facilities had interesting bucket showers, all cold water and the electricity goes off at 12 midnight. Our lodge was pretty bug ridden, i dared myself to look behind the bed and wished i hadn't, however i must get rid of this bug fear in preparation for australia. I need to find some jungles to sleep in to prepare myself for the ozy mother nature frenzy!! The first night there we had a buffet dinner, they beat the drum to call you there and you all sit around like you're at camp. They was a fire dancing show. The ladies didn't really know what they were doing but the male routines were fab. Pretty similar to the All Blacks Hacker i guess. Warrior dancing i thought was absolutely fantastic and they were all so buff. They looked like action figures!!! Didn't do much that night, just made sure we were in bed before the lights went out and then hummed to ourselves. The next day we got up, nearly missed breakfast because we didn't hear the drum roll then i had a massage which was so so good. I have tickleish places on my shoulder blades i didn't realise existed. Then we had lunch and afterwards i went fishing.....for the first time. We had been chatting to a guy from New Zealand (on a slight side track) i've realised that we English really do have a sense of humour to ourselves. The art of sarcasm is not warmly received by all, i'm not sure whether this kiwi was particularly deviod of a sense of humour (no offence meant to the kiwis) but everytime i was my usual funny self (no comments please) he would correct me as if i was being really stupid??? Hope you understand what i mean. Anyway that was quite amusing. So anyway the guy from New Zealand was shocked and appalled that i had never been fishing (not quite sure how i feel about killing fish myself) so i decided i'd try it and find out. We went out on the boat to the edge of the lagoon and he showed me how to hand line fish. No rod, just a reel and a line, hook with some bait on the end. I threw mine over the side, and got a few bites but couldn't pull anything up. Then a little while later, (i was happy for some action as i was getting very bored) the kiwi caught a fish......a little blumin nemo character. I was slightly distressed at this but thought it would be ok as he was saying it's ok he's such a nipper i'll throw him back in, he then spent the next five minutes trying to remove the hook from poor nemo's mouth. Having realised the fish had really swallowed the hook i felt really dizzy and thought i was going to faint (i thought my fear of blood was purely relating to humans, clearly not). Finally he cut the fish's head off and i was left stunned. My first impressions of fishing were not good, although i'm not sure what i actually expected!! I decided to give up on fishing but they all said i should have another go, so i threw my line back over after a bit. After a while i felt a really hard tug so i pulled the line really hard a couple of times and then saw a leg shoot out the side of the boat OMG i've caught a snorkeller. I was panicking slightly now and the line pulled really hard so i had to let go of loads of it, i was shouting "help i've hooked a person" then out from the other side pops the snorkeller with a massive grin on his face. B*stard!! Fishing is now a write off, i spend the rest of the trip just throwing the fish bait over the side of the boat to feed them!! Poor nemo. After that i spent most of the afternoon lazing in the seated hammocks and chit chatting. We had dinner that night and Becs and i stayed up drinking Vodka and Gin. There was an incident with a hammock worth mentioning. I got on it, then fell off it and turned around to face the hammock as the wooden part of it came and smacked me right between the eyes. I had a bruise representing a third eye of wisdom, good look!! The next day we set off for Walu beach resort.