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We left NadI sharpish and got a local bus to Sigatoka, which is the next town along the coast. On the bus we met a Fijian old boy who was really friendly and made sure we got off at the right place etc. He even put us in a cab when we arrived, incase any local cabbies tried to rip us off. Have gave us his number and wants us to go for a drink with him and his wife if we visit his town.
When we got to the hotel we went out looking for a supermarket and the woman there gave us loadsa free fruit. Even on the way back some massive Fijian stopped us for a chat. Looks like there are nice people on the mainland after all. Bed.
Day 5 - Sigatoka.
The plan of attack for the day was Tavuni Hill Fort and the Sand Dunes. Got the local bus again to the fort and had a look around in the rain. It is a famous Fort in Fiji because its one of the hardest to attack and therefore only the toughest tribes could ever occupy it. In the fort there were plenty of reminders of the cannibal days (killing stones, underground ovens etc) and we had a guide who explained the decline of cannibalism/rise of Christianity.
All the staff were direct decedents of the tribe that occupied the fort and live in a nearby village, which is pretty cool. As it is technically still their tribes land, they use the Fort as an attraction to fund their village.
After the tour we challenged one of the guides to a game of Crem Board, which is a game that sort of mixes pool and subbeteo. (see pics). We were pretty bad but the kid we played kept saying things that seemed familiar…..then I realized he was quoting WWE wrestlers (“you cant see me John Cena“ was his favourite Tom). It turns out WWE wrestling is huge in his village and they have some kind of Sky TV which is Americanizing the younger generation. Surreal.
There were only 7 buses a day back to Sigatoka from the Fort so we decided to walk back and hail one down if it happens to pass. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but the afternoon sun was as hot as I’ve ever experienced and the gravel path soon turned to mud. We didn’t pay much attention on the bus there and so we didn’t realise that we’d eventually end up walking 4km along what was basically a jungle mud road! Agony. Funny thing is that we could have ordered a cab at the Fort, but it costs $3 (£1) more than the bus, so we were trying to save money - serves us right for being tight b******s.
After sausage and chips in Sigatoka, we were ready for more action! We took another bus to the Sand Dunes. We were knackered from the earlier walk so it probably wasn’t a good idea to climb huge sand dunes, but the views were good.
I don’t think I have ever been so shattered in my life, so we treated ourselves to a taxi to our doorstep on the way back. Both crashed out before 10pm J .
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