Fiji
"The two-hour catamaran trip to Treasure Island revealed a paradise surrounded by golden white sands and translucent waters cradling Prussian blue, yellow and magenta coral bursting with multicoloured fish of aqua, viridian, and sapphire violet."
"From our veranda we could see the rugged mountain locals call Big Man Sleeping, the sharp outline of a face and body set against the cobalt true blue sky. Later we would eat fish with our hands two feet away from our buré."
"Bula Bula means hello. On this simple, unspoilt island local buses have no windows, heads have no hats, and men wear skirts and flowers in their ears. Communities work together, caring for each other. ‘Why do men wear skirts and flowers, Mummy?’"
‘"Gosh... oh look at the bark!’ Nature reveals its true symmetry with the contrasts of rough and smooth texture in burnt sienna, vanilla, and raw umber with a splash of lobster pink accompanied by bleached leaves."