NAN: From Gateside to Curbside

If you’ve spent any time in Fiji, you’ve probably heard of “Fiji time.” It’s the locals’ affectionate way of describing the islands’ famously relaxed attitude towards punctuality. Having flown into Nadi a couple of times before, I wasn’t expecting anything remarkable.

As with my recent timing of Singapore Changi, I decided to measure this one too.

The question wasn’t whether Nadi could compete with one of the world’s most efficient airports. It was something much more practical: how long should I realistically expect the arrival process to take?

With my Fiji Airways flight from Singapore landing at 3:59 am, I was curious about whether I would be checking into my resort on Denarau Island before 5:00 am. Not because I was in a hurry, but my family members were already there the day before, and I was concerned about whether I might wake them at an awkward hour.

I’d arrived at Nadi before, in both 2022 and 2023 on flights from Los Angeles, and my memory was that the process wasn’t especially quick. Perhaps those arrivals coincided with busier periods. Perhaps I’d simply remembered them differently. Either way, I wasn’t expecting this visit to be much different.

As before, I wasn’t trying to beat the clock, but I also wasn’t trying to kill time. I simply made my way through the airport as I normally would. I walked at my normal pace, slowing several times to take photographs along the way. But it certainly wasn’t a best-case arrival.

I had checked baggage, spent several minutes at immigration despite there being almost nobody ahead of me, and then lost another few minutes in the arrivals hall looking for a driver. My father had previously arranged airport transfers for family members, but I’d forgotten to confirm whether one had been booked for me before leaving Singapore. After a brief search for someone holding my name on a board, I accepted that nobody was coming and headed for the taxi rank instead.

The idea wasn’t to produce the fastest possible time. It was simply to record what happened.

Fiji Airways touched down in Nadi at 3:59 am. After a short taxi to the stand, the aircraft doors opened at 4:08 am and I happened to be among the first passengers off the aircraft. That was when I started the timer.

The airport felt more modern than I remembered from my previous visits. Only later did I realize how much the arrivals facilities had changed. While those works had been completed long before this trip, this was the first time I’d really noticed the difference.

Passengers follow a pleasant, partly open-air walkway towards the terminal before entering the immigration hall.

I slowed down a couple of times to take photographs on the way.

The almost empty immigration hall turned out to be slightly deceptive.

Only a handful of passengers stood ahead of me, but the first family at the counter took several minutes to process while the officers appeared to be getting ready for the morning’s arrivals.

Despite the lack of a queue, this became the slowest part of the entire arrival.

Everything sped up after immigration.

By the time I reached baggage reclaim, my suitcase was already circulating. Less than one full rotation of the carousel later, I was walking towards customs with my bag.

Outside customs, I slowed myself down again. I’d forgotten to confirm airport transfer arrangements before leaving Singapore. On previous trips someone had been waiting with a name board, so I spent a few minutes scanning the arrivals hall before accepting nobody was coming.

Only then did I walk outside. There was no queue. I climbed straight into the first taxi on the rank.

From stepping off the aircraft to reaching the taxi stand took about 17 minutes.

That included:

Even so, I was outside far sooner than I’d expected.

Getting through Nadi Airport was only part of the journey. I was curious as to whether I would be at my hotel before 5:00 am. I climbed into a taxi and headed for Denarau Island.

At 4:49 am, just 50 minutes after touchdown, I was walking into the Wyndham.

Before this trip, I’d assumed Nadi would simply be… Fiji. Not inefficient, but unhurried. After all, “Fiji time” has become part of the country’s identity, affectionately describing a culture where life isn’t always governed by the clock. Visitors joke about it, and locals often do too.

The airport, however, told a different story. Despite waiting at immigration, collecting checked baggage and wasting a few minutes looking for a driver who wasn’t there, I was outside the terminal only seventeen minutes after stepping off the aircraft.

Fifty minutes after landing, I was checking into my resort. For anyone planning a trip to Fiji, that’s a useful benchmark to have.

Perhaps “Fiji time” doesn’t start until you’ve left the airport.

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