Skipped dreary breakfast to head back to LAX, where, believe it or not, the plane is even later than its already half a day tardiness.At last we're on our way, with the flight uninterrupted by anything approaching entertainment.
10 hours later and we're on Fiji's main island, with a scratchy garland around our necks, receiving confirmation of our worst fears. There's only one seaplane transfer to Yasawa per day, and we've missed it by a few hours. The "good news" part deux, is that the airline is comping us a night at Hotel Le Mercure. We were already scheduled to spend the day chilling out here, now it'll be overnight. The proper good news is that our travel agent has worked a deal out with the Yasawa resort that we extend our stay by one night, to make up for the first night we lost. Sound.
So, pizza and a couple beers watching Australia vs France at rugby (oz satellite), and the vacation is kinda started.
