Including return flights for two from Brisbane to Espiritu Santo with Solomon Airlines, 7 nights accommodation and AU$1,000 cash. Go wild!
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Vanuatu’s largest island, Espiritu Santo, doesn’t care about your perfectly laid out plans. Roads disappear. Things get muddy, late, and slightly out of hand. Perfect.
And now you can WIN your way into it.
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Dive into Espiritu Santo's blue holes
No ladders. No lifeguards. Just a rope, a branch and water so blue it looks fake.
You’ll watch someone else send it, hesitate for half a second, then launch after them; cold shock, bad entry, instant regret, and the immediate desire to do it again.
Dive into Espiritu Santo's blue holes
No ladders. No lifeguards. Just a rope, a branch and water so blue it looks fake.
You’ll watch someone else send it, hesitate for half a second, then launch after them; cold shock, bad entry, instant regret, and the immediate desire to do it again.
Get lost in Millennium Cave
A hike to Millennium Cave is a full blown commitment.
Mud up to your shins. River crossings that don’t look crossable. Rocks that absolutely want you to slip. Then suddenly, darkness - a cave so big it feels like it could close in behind you. You float, scramble, swear a bit, and come out the other side grinning like an idiot who’s already forgotten how hard it was.
Get lost in Millennium Cave
A hike to Millennium Cave is a full blown commitment.
Mud up to your shins. River crossings that don’t look crossable. Rocks that absolutely want you to slip. Then suddenly, darkness - a cave so big it feels like it could close in behind you. You float, scramble, swear a bit, and come out the other side grinning like an idiot who’s already forgotten how hard it was.
Ride into the sea
At Ratua Private Island Resort, horses don’t stop at the shoreline.
They keep going. Into the ocean. You’ll try to play it cool while your horse casually turns into a semi-aquatic creature. It’ll be one of the most unforgettable moments of your whole trip.
Ride into the sea
At Ratua Private Island Resort, horses don’t stop at the shoreline.
They keep going. Into the ocean. You’ll try to play it cool while your horse casually turns into a semi-aquatic creature. It’ll be one of the most unforgettable moments of your whole trip.
Snorkel sunken pieces of history
Just off the coast lies the SS President Coolidge, an American ocean liner that served as a troopship during WWII, that now rests beneath the surface.
It’s big, eerie, and close enough that even a snorkel gets you a taste.
Then hit Million Dollar Point, where the US military dumped trucks, tyres and machinery straight into the sea.
No museum ropes. No glass cases.
Just reef swallowing history, piece by piece.
Snorkel sunken pieceS of history
Just off the coast lies the SS President Coolidge, an American ocean liner that served as a troopship during WWII, that now rests beneath the surface.
It’s big, eerie, and close enough that even a snorkel gets you a taste.
Then hit Million Dollar Point, where the US military dumped trucks, tyres and machinery straight into the sea.
No museum ropes. No glass cases.
Just reef swallowing history, piece by piece.
Eat with the locals at Port Olry
You’ll come for lunch. That’s the plan.
But then another plate lands. Someone hands you a drink. The ocean’s right there. Shoes come off. Time disappears. By the time you think about leaving, you know it won’t happen.
Eat with the locals at Port Olry
You’ll come for lunch. That’s the plan.
But then another plate lands. Someone hands you a drink. The ocean’s right there. Shoes come off. Time disappears. By the time you think about leaving, you know it won’t happen.
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