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A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Bar, Or How I Crashed That Wedding in Fiji

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Bar, Or How I Crashed That Wedding in Fiji

In Fiji, the bride arrives via a wooden raft limousine. All photos by Lanee Lee By Lanee Lee for Fathom | Myself + a muscular islander = a piggyback ride. This is how I arrived on Turtle Island. Since the seaplane landed on water deep enough to keep a plane afloat, piggyback was the only way to get to Turtle Island, the all-inclusive resort where I was staying. This was only the first surprise of the visit. And hello, momma. A Fijian woman in her mid-50s named Waimie would be my "mom" for the next few days. Each of the private island's 12 bures (thatched huts) is assigned their own caretaker throughout the entire stay. Turtle Island mothers not only clean your room daily and iron your clothes but also cater to your every whim. They schedule activities, pack your lunches, deliver Champagne at any hour of the day or night, and even offer foot massages and treat sunburns with a thorough aloe rub-down. After a nap in the...

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