Fiji's Viti Levu 'big island' has a big fleet of colourful and mainly comfortable buses, plying the routes between and within its main population centres. It wasn't difficult (or expensive) getting around.
Our day trip from Nadi to Suva and back went quite smoothly. It's about four hours each way along the Queen's Rd, and the buses were fine. Even the driving in Fiji is relaxed and sensible - there's none of the prolonged passenger terror you experience in India or Indonesia, say. (Maybe it's the kava, we thought.)
There was one thing that was decidedly wrong about our evening ride back though: the driver's choice of video to screen. In other places at other times I've been subjected to noisy kung fu, Bollywoods, silly slapstick comedies. You name it, somebody will make you watch it on a bus journey somewhere. This one though was totally new to me. It was a rather horrible ultra-violent junk prison 'drama'. I doubt there was much of a story line, just endless scenes of the prisoners, male and female, beating each other almost to a pulp. I was making a point of trying to look out the window, though it was soon too dark to see anything out there. Many of the other passengers were riveted to the screen however. Including small children. My companion, being a teacher, had to suppress her urge to march to the front and order the driver to take it off.
It was quite a revelation to encounter this unexpected facet of Fiji culture. They're generally so calm and gentle and friendly. Maybe it's all the rugby union they play, and the violence porn they watch, that keeps them so outwardly calm? As well as the kava.
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