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Fiji






                                                      Is Not Just for Lovers




                                                   Two movies, three meals, and eight      Our four-room, treehouse-style
         by Lisa Spiller, Luxury Travel Advisor
                                                hours of sleep later, we touched down in   bungalow surpassed every expectation.
         affiliated with Preferred Travel & Company.
                                                Nadi before catching a short connection   Complete with a private plunge pool,
         Lisa@PreferredNaples.com
                                                to Savusavu on Vanua Levu—often called   floaties, beach cruisers, a pool table, and a
         www.preferrednaples.com                “Fiji’s hidden paradise.”               fully stocked kitchen brimming with drinks
                he biggest tragedy of my           Upon arriving at the luxurious Namale   and snacks, it felt less like a hotel and more
                otherwise perfect marriage is   Resort & Spa, we wasted no time slipping   like a perfectly imagined home away from
         T that my husband doesn’t share        into our swimsuits and heading straight   home.
         my insatiable wanderlust and passion   for the spa. We eased into the holiday with   At night, we slipped into sarongs and
         for travel. So when, in February 2025, I   their signature aromatherapy circuit—  flip-flops and followed a torchlit path that
         was chosen for a once-in-a-lifetime trip   moving between cold plunge pools, the   flickered softly in the dark, leading us to
         to Fiji in partnership with Tourism Fiji   sauna, and a tropical rain shower—while   the resort’s open-air restaurant. There, we
         and Fiji Airways, I saw an opportunity.   we waited for our room to be ready.  savored fresh fish and fragrant curry under
         I strategically planned the trip over     It already felt like the start of the   the night sky. As we ate, local villagers
         Valentine’s Day and presented it as an   ultimate girls’ health-and-wellness escape.  gathered nearby, seated cross-legged on
         irresistible romantic getaway—surely a gift   A pair of barefoot, brightly dressed   woven grass mats, strumming guitars,
         he couldn’t turn down.                 iTaukei women—hibiscus blooms tucked    ukuleles, and bamboo instruments. Their
           As our tragedy goes, Jay said “No.”   behind their ears—soon arrived to collect   voices rose together in warm, harmonious
           My coping mechanism for his lack of   us in a golf cart. With effortless warmth   renditions of classic Fijian songs.
         participation in my “opportunities” is to   and the familiarity of family, they poured us   Drawn in by the music, we joined them
         have a girlfriend on standby. I wasted no   champagne from the front seat and passed   on the wood floor and were invited to take
         time calling my girlfriend Stacy and telling   it over their shoulders while they navigated   part in a traditional kava ceremony—a
         her she was “IN,” to which she responded   the bump and crunch of crushed seashell   ritual that embodies Fijian hospitality.
         with screams of ecstasy and the sound of   pathways enroute to our fantasy suite   The kava root was carefully prepared,
         bags being packed.                     overlooking the South Pacific.
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