Especially when there is a wedding involved.
Golly, imagine how much I would love it if it were my wedding!
I went to Fiji a few weeks ago to shoot a wedding.
Tough gig, eh!
It was so lovely. I always feel at home at The Fijian – this was my tenth visit, and Carla and Greg (the bride and groom) were so welcoming that by the end of the few days my assistant and I felt like part of the family.
I just didn’t take many photos this time. Actually, that’s not true at all. I took a huge amount of photos, just not many happy snaps,
so here’s a few, from the few.
Sunrise.
From the first class lounge – noice!
I can see my house from up here!
A plane departure pre 7am meant for a very early brekky, and the world’s trendiest airline didn’t offer a lot more, so I was starving by the time we landed.
We decided to have a quick look to see if TomLu’s was open for lunch and (even though the door was locked) it was – at least, it was re-opened.
Sonny souped
and I curried
and we made a reservation for the Saturday night where we both feasted on
Kokoda
Lobster
and Crab (‘scuse the dreadful flash pictures)
So delicious!
We went for a little location scout after a dinner of kokoda (so good – raw fish in cocnut and lime) at the hotel.
I love the pattern from a backlit palm on the ground…
And the late-night painter
A quick drink at the bar
The day after the wedding (before we trashed the dress), Moses from the marine centre took us to visit our fish house that we made last time we were at The Fijian.
Labeled with a number and with co-ordinates for GPS, it’s not too hard to find
and it’s so cool to return to the reef and see the progress of the rehabilitation…
This is a platform of coral cookies…
and this is the bat fish making a home of one
The area of rehabilitation is such a shallow reef – I remember walking on it always as a child – but I love snorkelling over it. I am a voyeur in a world I am normally excluded from. Privy to the comings and goings of some of the world’s cutest and most colourful creatures.
On the last day I was a surf widow. Normally keen to go bouncing around on a boat peering through a glary viewfinder for half a day, I was exhausted. I had been really busy prior to going to Fiji, and I knew I was going to be busy afterwards, so I opted for the sleep in past 7am.
Shy girls picking flowers…
and the surf widow lunch to finish…
Aaaaahhhh.
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