Had to laugh- we went back to Nadi as planned to shop in town. Knowing what the salesmen are like there, we warned the girls:
- To be aware of Fijian men who approach you and ask what your name is while being very friendly it seems. Next thing they whip out a piece of wood and carve your name in it then charge you. So dont tell anyone your name.
- Not to let any 'hawkers' take them to "The only genuine Fijian shop in Nadi"
-Dont accept any drink from any of the men that may approach them.
So what happens?? A Fijian man approaches them when they are on their own, comes out into the middle of the road when they are crossing and introduces himself while shaking their hands- asks them their names (mistake No1! )
Then they let him take them to his 'genuine fijian family run store' (mistake No2! )
Then they are suddenly dressed in grass skirts and sat down in the store (mistake No3! ) and told that they are going to be honoured guests at a traditional ceremony. Next a bowl of kava is produced and given to them (mistake No4! ) and a ceremony to give them good luck for their flight home is performed.
By this time Sam has told them her name, that she is from NZ, and that No she has no boyfriend - so no need to carve her name into a love statue the man wants to carve for her (correct action No1! ).
From the time he has shaken their hands in the middle of the street and asked their names, poor Ambers heart starts pounding and she's thinking "Denise told us not to do that.....and that.....and that !!)
At least they escaped quite ok thank goodness, but alas- no good luck, our flight ends up being delayed for over an hour and the airport air conditioning is broken down!!@##@!!!!!!!! This is to top off the money that is stolen from our hotel room while we are down in the pool!
However got home safe and sound as the shuttle man waited for us - home at 3am!
Still a great break away, without the pressure of an unsold house to come home to.
Now onto the packing!
