I’m pretty convinced that health has got to be one of the foundations of a good life. Nothing is good when I’m sick, I just want to crawl into bed and die. The only positive I can take from it is that it reminds me to appreciate it when I am healthy. I have a tendency to take not-being-sick for granted, when I think it is something I should be grateful for.

One of the nicest things about going to Denarau Island is the number of great restaurants in all the resorts.

I’ve only been here a few days and I swear I’ve gained a few kilograms already. The food here is awesome. The places we are going don’t look anything flash – just a little room or two with some plastic tables and chairs (the kind you buy from The Warehouse). Most of the ones we’ve been to are family establishments, with the family sometimes even living out the back of the restaurant. The women generally do all the cooking, with the menfolk serving, or just supervising.

We used to cook at home almost all the time, but lately we've been eating out a little more. (When I say we, I really mean Gopal did most of the cooking and I would sometimes help by chopping vegetables :-). We've been going out and getting dinner at one of the street food vendors nearby. We tried a number of them and have definitely settled on our favourite, a young guy who is set up outside a Rajasthani sweet shop in nearby Yapral village. Over time, we've tended to converge on a standard menu. It's even gotten to the point where Nilesh starts to make our order when he sees us coming.