Double Personality Disorder of the Exotic Destinations
We all want to be in a paradise. We dream, we book, we pay. It is promised to us. All the pictures we see on internet is the face of an exotic paradise with smiling people, palm trees, turquoise waters, white sand beaches. We dream that everybody is happy on that island. And if we take a taxi or the pick-up service arranged by the resort, wew for sure arrive to the promised paradise. When we come back home and somebody asks “how was Fiji?” we answer “it was great, just like a paradise”. But for some of us who dares to take the public bus, let’s say from Suva bus terminal, instead of flying directly to Nadi – the land of beach resorts – we face a surprise. The barefoot children, dirty roads with garbage on the sides, poor ladies commuting few hrs each way for 4.66 Fiji $, perhaps everyday to work with crying babies on their laps, jobless, aimless young men approaching you for reasons they also don’t know, just because you are a foreigner, a tourist and someone who had enough money to come all the way. The reality of the ‘paradise island’ slaps you on the face en route to your beach resort.
Fiji advertised heavily for weddings, honeymooners, for sure is a paradise with its nature. But that’s the personality of the good side. The bus terminal at Suva is the personality that shows up not often, not to everyone and surely not on the honeymoon advertisements.
I am also here to experience a piece of the paradise but as an opinionated traveler, I have to experience the personality we all avoid. When I reach to my beach side hotel, I still shiver with the bad personality I got to see. The double personality disorder of Fiji, like many other similar exotic destinations, take me off balance, like walking on an unavoidable bridge from the paradise to the hell.
6 November 2017