My Dream Vacation to Fiji

When traveling with my grandparents, I’ve always loved visiting the beach. The sand between my toes, the wind in my hair: it is my paradise. All my life I have had the desire of going somewhere exotic with an amazing view of the water from almost anywhere I stand. If I had a ticket to anywhere, I’d choose Fiji because of the beautiful beaches, the scenery, and the glass floors in the over-the-water housing. The sun is steadily descending to the point where the sky meets the horizon, therefore, creating a cluster of beautiful hues across the evening sky.

When looking down towards the beach, I can imagine the sky reflecting across the water, thus giving it a yellow-orange coloring. As I step onto the damp, soft sand, my feet sink as the sand pushes its way between each toe, wedging into the creases and heaps above even my big toe. With each step I take sand sticks to the bottom of my feet, leaving imprints of my journey towards the line where the land and sea meet together. When stepping into the warm, translucent waters I would be able to see every grain of sand as it swirls around my ankles within the miniature waves created by my movement as I inch forward.

The scenery would be like my childhood imagination was becoming a reality before my bare eyes. Strolling down trails, there is a new experience around every corner. All the white sandy beaches. All the coral gardens. All the lagoons. Things the majority of people can only dream of having the privilege to experience. The air around me would have a sense of calmness like nothing dreadful could happen in this little world around me. Looking into the treetops, I would see vibrant colored birds flying from tree to tree looking for a treat, or even just a cool, shady place to rest.

The trails in front of me are bare except for the occasional animal scurrying past and the exposed roots from the trees enclosing in me. As the wind shifts, the sand in the air would brush past me, raising each hair on my arm, sending chills down my spine, but cooling me off at the same time. The ocean water is just a small distance away, consequently, forcing me to inhale the salty scents produced from rotting seaweed far beneath the ocean surface. While unpacking my bags, I glance out the window and get a glimpse of the beautiful birds colored so bold compared to the sage treetops surrounding them. However, looking down through the floors I can see into a completely different world.

Staying in an on-the-water living arrangement, I would get to enjoy the privilege of having four-foot deep glass floors all throughout the house. Thus allowing me to enjoy the sight of the vibrant colors of the coral reefs and the marine life swimming below me. While watching the schools of multi-colored, iridescent fish swim under my feet, I can’t help but feel as if though I am somehow a part of their world; making me feel as though I am a mermaid in the waters of Fiji. Having the opportunity to travel to Fiji would be a dream come true. It would be like taking a child to Disney World; I would be overwhelmed with joy.