OK, I take back some of what I said about resorts. This is heavenly. Fiji IS a wonderful place to relax as you cross the Pacific. It’s very affordable and features everything you’d want in an island paradise — sunshine, palm trees, ocean breezes and gentle surf. I have seen better beaches but those on the other islands might be nicer. Frank and I were more than content with the pools and our seaside lawn chairs.
The best feature of Fiji is its locals. Those who worked at the resort and the few we met outside it (our cab driver and cafe workers in the marina area) were so kind and extremely helpful. They were engaging and really appreciative of the few extra dollars Frank would slip them. Our favorite waiter, Net, actually gathered his co-workers during our final breakfast and they sang to us!

We knew the journey to Oz would be brutal so taking a break in LA and another in Fiji ginormously helped. The 11-hour LA-Fiji leg made for a LONG time to sit on a plane. The Fiji Airways flight was packed but armed with an eye mask, a blowup neck pillow and a “white noise” app on my phone, I sacrificed style for comfort and did my best to try to sleep for most of the flight. It doesn’t help that you lose a day when you cross the international date line. We were still a bit discombobulated upon our 6am arrival but relaxing under sunshine and palm trees is the ultimate remedy for jet lag.