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Mana Island. The place everyone was talking about before
we got there.Party Island we thought with high expectations well rested since Nananu-i-ra. |
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below the water level it was paradise. The crowd was better though. A huge amount of backpackers
were there from all over scandinavia. |
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Two hostels hardly parted from each other one a lot more popular than the other, and
guess which one we stayed in? The less crowded one off course. At first it felt a bit stupid sitting just
a small crowd towards a fully occupied lunch veranda but after a while we realized that it was
us who were privileged and were was the party, eye?
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| Some scandinavian beach life on a fiji beach.
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Chris and me snorkeling. (Right) The only visible shark photo that the brave
National Geographic photographer bjorn got |
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Who's wearing white underwear underneath there toggs?
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