Sand Dunes and Broken Bridges: Sigatoka, Fiji

This was the 19th post (Day 19) of an entire year-long series, which I named ‘Project 365′. The idea was simple enough: travel for a full year and document every day of it, in the form of a daily picture and poem. I am still working on a book of this year-long travel, but till then, enjoy all the posts here. You can check out the daily posts in the details below or jump to the final day of the project by clicking here.


20th July 2014 – Sigatoka, Fiji

Grains of sand – like time and space –
Slipped away, and burnt like coal.
The elements are at odds today, not backing out.
Earth lost. For today, water was my call. 
Sigatoka broken bridge fiji

It was a broken kind of day


Finally, I caught the early morning bus from Lautoka to Nadi, and from Nadi to Sigatoka, to see the famous sand dunes.

In the small village of Sigatoka, which is called ‘rugby town’, i wanted to find out how it got this name. And I did. The sand dunes are used by the rugby teams to practice, as they got stronger by running up the high dunes. And that probably explains the Cibi dance, similar to the New Zealand hakka, which the Fiji team does at the beginning of their rugby game. Because I almost did the same, when I finally climbed up the dunes. Laborious, but I did do it. Climbing the dunes, I mean.

To Read: For other sand dunes I visited during this project, check out the Messaieed Sand Dunes of Qatar.


But I couldn’t have chosen a worse time – during the hot midday sun.

The locals warned me not to climb, and I told them I have shoes. Well, I did have shoes. But the sand still got through, and scalded my toes. Halfway up the dunes, I was burning already, and when I reached the top, I couldn’t stay more than 10 seconds, before i ran back down, and took off my shoes. And threw them away.

With no beautiful picture coming from the sand dunes episode, I headed for the sigatoka river, still barefoot. Saw a broken bridge, hung around it, and tried different filters.

Sigatoka river photography

The Scenes near the Sigatoka river.

Close to the River was yet another Hindu temple. Again, the Shri Radha Krishna Temple was nothing special for a non-religious Hindu like me. But I wanted to spend some time caressing my scalded feet. So, I took to the temple, and just bummed around for a while taking pictures.

Shri Radhakrishna temple sigatoka

Shri Radhakrishna temple in Sigatoka

Hindu temple sigatoka

Scenes inside the temple, where I continued to bum around for a while.

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About Abhi Surendran

Abhi quit his corporate job, and decided to immerse himself in travels, photography, occasional periods of bankruptcy, and copious amounts of insanity. He is currently working on a book of his experiences, and a dream road trip through South Asia. Both in a haphazard fashion. He blogs at Iamnothome and you can also catch him at times on Facebook and twitter.

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