Octopus Resort lies on Waya Island, Fiji, it’s a collection of Bure’s garden and beach with a dorm accommodation on the front. There are two bar areas, a pool and of course the beach and ocean at the doorstep. The resort organizes things to do each day, from snorkeling to village visits, but for me this is a lesson in the art of doing nothing, well a little something here and there. The reason for this is that every time Mr Revthreads and myself go away on holiday we always have a million and one things to do and see, so the lesson in the art of doing nothing has commenced, and serious, it’s hard work.
Day 2 was lazy and relaxing, but tiring, yes, I know you may think, “how can this be, doing nothing being tiring, this is surely a true example of an oxy-moron?” well the truth is, it’s exhausting. It’s a mixture of reading and contemplating with a bit of socializing thrown in. We thought about going off to the village, but decided against it, instead we did a little bit more nothing. We did go on a bit of a jaunt snorkeling, bit of exercise is always good for the soul. Now while I have been diving previously, and we do have diving planned as part of this trip, snorkeling is not really my thing, after making a mess of getting in on day one, today I did manage with a little less of a mess albeit with all the grace of a newborn elephant taking its first steps, yep, walking in to the water backwards wearing fins really does release the clumsiness in me! But hey I did it!
The coral is close to the waters edge, but it is so bleached and sun damaged, I would imagine the waves cause some damage too. It takes just a bit of a swim and effort to go to the furtherest edge of that coral shelf for the true beauty to be unleashed. The fish are so colorful, and after my fish awareness I will be able to reveal more of what I see down there, but for now all I can reveal is a flute fish, angel fish, squid and my first clam alive and well, pretty amazing! There were darts of yellow, flashes of blue, jet black and white. Almost forgot to mention the moment, gripped with fear there was a long thing moving, I tought it was an eel or something a very long eel, I snapped a picture quickly, only to see that it was a simple marinium ropeus swaying in the current, yep it was a piece of rope, alas Mr Revthreards had thought it was an octopus, so it had us both fooled.
The visibility is quite spectacular, 20+ metres easily, crystal clear waters. Time passes so quickly in the water, a whole new world that is not often thought about by most. It really does make you think about the devastation that is brought to the ocean because of human carelessness and thoughtlessness, it’s never OK to throw rubbish into the ocean, 1 plastic bag is enough to destroy marine life, warmer oceans will destroy coral and guess what, no matter how planned dredging is or any work that involves changing the lay of the land and sea, there will always be tragic consequences for marine life. One of the things that we took note of, is that there are no jettys connected to this resort, or indeed any of the ones stopped at along the way, the flyer stops out in the deeper water and a smaller boat comes to collect you, a jetty would make life easier, but the destruction to the ocean, marine life and indeed the seascape and beach would be devastating.
Anyhow, environmental tantrum over, the remainder of the day was reading, a game of backgammon, scrabble and mmmm, let me think a little bit more nothing, oh Mr Revthreads went for another snorkel! 5pm was cocktail hour, of course a cocktail does become part of doing nothing, one has to drink to keep oneself hydrated. The rest of our day basically consisted of getting ready for dinner, sit at a table lit up by candle light, watch the tropical rain fall while we nourished ourselves with good food and in a bid to remain hydrated we shared in a beautiful red wine.
Today was Mr Revthreads and my wedding anniversary, 25 years, and what a beautiful way to spend it, both learning the new skill and art of doing nothing, or at least very little.