And sad to say, that's about the extent of my understanding of the Fijian language.
Octopus Resort came out to greet my landing boat with a chorus of bulas and a song. But I think I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me explain.
spearfishermen keep killing them. They are a protected species in Fiji.
Big Yellow Boat along with about 200 tourists of varying hues of pink, red, and golden.
And that is where I had my first taste of true Fijian hospitality. Three hours after boarding the ferry on Waya, I found my laptop case to be missing.
"Are you Mr. Veelya?," asked the woman who worked on the boat. "We've been paging you since Waya. Maybe you did not understand the way we pronounced your name?"
From Villagomez to Veelya? Ya think?
Turns out my laptop was sitting back at Waya. And I was about to leave Nadi for Pacific Harbor. And that's when something amazing happened. The nice man trying to sell me Wyndham timeshares on the dock said he'd help me get my laptop back.
I had Octopus Resort's phone number, so he called them up on his cellphone, arranged for the computer bag to be delivered the next day (the Big Yellow Boat is owned by a different company), told them to deliver it to him at his timeshare gazebo, and that he'd send it to my hotel in Pacific Harbor. He said he'd give the driver F$10 for his troubles.
I can sum that up nice and tight, but in reality it took about an hour to confirm this plan. Afterwards my new friend even offered to take me to my hotel.
So did I get my laptop the next day?
Nope. The hotel forgot to put it on the ferry and it got to spend another night in the Yasawas. When I got the call from my friend the timeshare salesman, he promised it would be on the next ferry.
And it was!