The Family Pacific

A road transfer down the Coral Coast. Every villa at Nanuku comes with a nanny and a Bure Mama, which changes what the rest of the week can hold.

Certified divers go down for the bull sharks; everyone else snorkels it. The boat leaves from the resort rather than an hour up the coast.

Rafting the gorge, then upriver to a village for the afternoon — the inland half of Fiji that a beach holiday never reaches.

Plant and tag a fragment on the house reef with the resident marine scientist, then come back in later years and see how it did. Dinner in the branches of a Dilo tree.

Out to the Mamanucas and a private island of thirty-two rooms. All meals are included from here, and Vuda Reef runs fourteen rotating menus, so a week never repeats a dish.

A short climb before breakfast for the whole Mamanuca chain. The kids' club opens early enough to make it possible.

At low tide a strip of sand surfaces off the island. The picnic goes out to it and comes back before the water does.

Some of the best coral in the Mamanucas sits off this island, and snorkelling is what most guests end up doing most. The dive centre is on the island.

Sunset from the sandy western tip, then dinner on the point. The last full day is deliberately left unscheduled.