Isa Lei Glampsite

I was ready to defend the resort after Natalie's review, but then I was accused of inventing a sexual harassment claim. Here’s what happened for me. I was touched inappropriately and sexually harassed while walking alone in the woods by a man with an intellectual disability. He asked if he could have sex. I didn’t know about his disability at the time, and this is why I left. I could have put up with the other problems, but I felt uncomfortable. I left a not nasty review on Airbnb describing the quirks, and the manager said I was lying about being touched to get a refund and called me the lowest of the low. Who makes up a sexual harassment claim? During the 2 weeks I was there, 4 parties left early, including me. If you’re only on vacation for a week or two, I’d suggest staying somewhere else and spending the extra money. If you’re traveling for a very, very long time like I am, you might have different priorities. Some things to know: I had diarrhea every morning, which I think was from the food or water. There were only a few cups, and guests were expected to share one communal cup through the day. The food portions were small, apart from plenty of rice, and people called it Survivor: Fiji. We had very little fish or seafood despite being on the ocean. The beds were thin pads over wooden slats, and I could feel every single one. There weren’t enough seats for meals, and the table was uncomfortable. There’s only one hammock and one lounge chair. Prices seemed arbitrary, sometimes $25 and sometimes $15. Leaving the island costs money, though the $25 or $15 fee is apparently standard in the Yasawas. There are no drinks or shop within walking distance, and toads are everywhere at night, though they didn’t bother me. Other guests were freaked out by them. There were a few things I did appreciate. The people are friendly, it’s cheap, and the money goes to Fijians rather than random owners in a foreign country. The free lovo night on Thursday was awesome. The manager also said guests weren’t allowed to leave the campsite without telling someone or walk in the forest, even though hiking and bush walking were listed. There aren’t any hikes.

We stayed 7 days and were hungry all week. Every meal was a small, kid-sized serving of plain, dry white rice. When we asked for more, we were told there was no more food. There’s no bar, and no drinks available apart from water from the tap. No beer, wine, alcohol, soft drinks, juice, tea or coffee. There weren’t any free activities either, no basket making, hiking, evening entertainment or anything else. At low tide, the sea and sandy beach disappear, leaving a long walk across stones, mud and grass to reach the water. There are no shops or other signs of civilization on this side of the island, so if you’re hungry, you have to open a coconut or wait for the next small meal.

I miss the person I was sitting beside just before I left the island. It’s a nice place with nice people. Thank you, I love you, and I miss you.

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