Alanah Eriksen goes adults-only resort hopping in Fiji and reaps the benefits of peace, quiet and multiple massages. Every time I’ve been to Fiji, it has been kid-related - as a kid, with other people’s kids and finally with my own kid. We love ‘em, but maybe we want a break from ‘em every now and then.
So I went adults-only resort hopping and the vibe couldn’t have been more different from my past experiences. I had a slight reservation that I’d be the weirdo travelling solo among honeymooners and flame rekindlers, but each resort turned out to be the perfect place to shut off from the real world, often diving into another by burying my head in a book..
