So I'm in Fiji on New Year's Eve. More accurately I'm in Fiji for 9 hours. At Raffles.
No, not that Raffles.
A German guy I met dropped nearly $50 for a cocktail on a stopover in Singapore.
They picked me up in a free shuttle, but they are literally across the street from the airport. That's a plane.
I'm surrounded by laughing kids going down the twisty slide and butterflies the size of small birds.
There's even a middle-aged couple kissing under the bridge. Not a bad way to spend your last few hours in the South Pacific.
