Moving a small film crew and a family to an island that is usually only inhabited by birds and crabs is a no small feat. From puddle jumpers to pangas loaded to three times their normal capacity, getting to our little slice of heaven and preparing to live without modern conveniences was a journey all in itself. A time consuming and sometimes comedic experience. The best part however, was for all of us to finally meet Aamion's Fijian family, the village that took him and his parents in about 30 years ago and they were just as quick to take us in and make us feel at home. This amplified the excitement of seeing the island appear over the horizon after three hours of open ocean and know that this whole trip would be perfectly wrapped up where it really all began.
Well as they say, all good things must come to an end. So here we are, back home, returning to the comfort of a daily routine with the sound of Fiji shores still lapping in our ears. A year of travel under our belts and we all feel a little stronger, older and wiser (the kids especially.) We will share loads of photos soon, but for now, here is a glimpse at our home while on the island and portraits of the whole crew and few of our Fijian brothers.