Our last two days in Fiji were spent running around. Saturday, we had to get up pretty early to be ready for the 8:00 bus transport to our Sigatoka River Safari. We scarfed down a quick breakfast, but were still the last two to board the bus.
We rode into Sigatoka, which we were already very familiar with, and th van dropped us at a tourist shop, where we signed our waivers, they gave us water, and ladies got a sarong to wear in the village, which was part of the tour. After 20 minutes of shopping time, which they allow for clients while they wait for all clients to arrive, and hope to make some money during the while -- good plan actually, but it gets quite old seeing all the same souvenirs -- we reboard our same buses to ride out to the starting point.
On the ride out, our tour guide, Mella Bella, talked lots of "bula-crap," which was a big joke within the company -- the less questions we tourists asked, the more bula-crap they would dish out for us... The pun was definitely intended. But she told us about a few of the farms on the way out and made a few jokes involving the driver, who she referred to as Sponge Bob. Kevin overheard one of the other guides calling her Maller Baller to rib her a little bit.
We got to the docks and prepped for the jet boats. Of course, I had to let them know that we just got married. Which is why, I think, we got the best seats in the boat! We had the small jet-boat, fitting 3 couples and the captain, 6 people total, but I believe they said it was a 7-seater. The boats were all custom made for this river, as the river can get very low during the dry season. They are not able to have boat tours when the river is too low. But I believe our captain told us that they need just 4-6 inches of water (Kevin says draft) to drive through. We even hit the river bottom at time, and you could hear the boat scraping against all the rocks. The faster, the better when going through the shallow spots, as the boat seemed to skate on top of the water.
The views of the river were gorgeous, even though it seemed to already be a bit low for June, the beginning of the dry season.
These life jackets didn't smell very good, but we were ready for fun nonetheless!
There were farm animals grazing up and down the river.
(I also need to comment here how much smaller Fijian horses are than our horses in Texas!)
The boat was lots of fun. They were super fast too. I was hoping that we could get our hands on one for tubing in San Marcos, but we haven't won that lottery ticket yet...
So the boat takes us down the river, where we disembark, and walk the rest of the way to a local village. They visit different villages every tour. During the tour, the village cooks for the visitors, and the visitors present presents. Touring different villages ensures that they don't impose on one village too much, and also they get to spread the wealth. We visited Koronisagana, which means village of thigh [eaters]! (Remember, Fijians used to be cannibals, which they also find fun to joke about.) A truck met us by the boat dock, where we stuffed no less than 20 visitors and they gave us a ride up to the village -- 20 visitors! I only wish I had gotten a picture of the tiny truck so that you could appreciate what a great feat that was!
There was a little pond right next to the village where they were cultivating beautiful flowers!
Upon our arrival to the village, they welcome us with a kava ceremony. Still not a traditional ceremony, they did have more male involvement, as the kava ceremonies would traditionally only involve men. Lady visitors were allowed to sit behind their men, however. They did a lot more singing in this ceremony, as well, as the Fijians are very musical people. We postulate that perhaps the kava helps them to all be excellent singers!
The men mixing the pounded kava with water, preparing to drink.
The children were so excited to have visitors, which is totally understandable, as visitors will typically deliver sweets during the visits. They all race out to say BULA! to us, and are so excited to see us. They may also be excited because the whole community gathers together in the community house for a celebration. They feed us, we all dance together, and we exchange gifts before we head out.
I would like to comment here that the village food was MARVELOUS! This is what we were expecting throughout more of Fiji. I think, unfortunately, the restaurants in town and at the resort cater to Kiwis and Aussie's. But the village food was flavorful and not too salty, just yummy! It wasn't as good as my dinner at the Bedarra, but it came close! And I think Kevin agreed, even though he didn't try all of the food they set out for us (they had some eggs too). "All but the eggs!" proclaims Kevin.
After the dancing and gift exchange, we stuffed ourselves back into the truck and went back to the docks. The ride back to the start was a little faster than the ride out, despite the fun 360s we did in the river! I think the intent, aside from a little fun, was to cool us off with the water that splashes into the boat, in the middle of the hot afternoon. (I was scared that I might get a little nauseous with little Gus-Gus in my tum-tum, but I guess I'm used to the water and enjoyed the heck out of the 360s!)
Kevin says that alone, either the jet boat ride or the village visit would have been awesome; but having both of them in a half day was even better. Kevin says he had to fake knowledge of Australian Football League happenings, as they all expected us to be Aussie tourists...
Just before a 360 -- so fun!
Both of us with Captain JT!