When I first went to Fiji in 1999, I had no thoughts of buying a lot, designing and building a house, and becoming a vacation rental expert. Of course, life often turns out better than we ever imagined...and I'm living proof of that.
In 1999, I traveled to Fiji. For me, living in the mountains of North Carolina, it was a long journey but some of my friends thought I was heading to Mt. Fuji, Japan. After getting there, honestly, I was a bit disillusioned.
Now, instead of working with a resort that was giving me 25% occupancy and pocketing half the rent, I was maintaining 85% occupancy and keeping all the profits.No matter what age you are or where in the world your dream takes you, you too can make your dream vacation rental a success.
I've been a real estate investor for a little over 15 years now. So I've seen firsthand how the internet has made the vacation rental business more hands-off and profitable than it's ever been...if you know what you're doing.
I fell in love with the South Pacific island of Fiji way back in 1999. The year-round warm tropical climate...sparkling blue waters teeming with brightly colored fish...the laidback locals and chilled out vibe of island life... It was paradise.
Some days, I still feel like pinching myself. I never thought a middle-class gal like me would end up owning a vacation home in Fiji. I'm here right now, lounging on the hanging bed that looks out over the sparkling South Pacific.
When I first went to Fiji, I was a little ambivalent about it. I was part of a group of travel agents on an educational trip sent there to check it out for clients back home. We spent most of the time in Denarau, visiting the popular tourist resorts.
This morning, I woke up to a payment of $3,500. Of course, not every day is payday, but when they happen a few times a month, it makes for a happy checking account. Just a few years ago, owning a vacation rental wasn't easy.
The decor you choose for your vacation rental and the furnishings you select show your respect and an eagerness to please your guests. If you throw some tired furniture into the house and have scuffed white walls, you’re not going to get the quality of inquiries and bookings that someone who has put thought and attention into their homes gets.
Mornings are lazy in Fiji. The slim thread of light in between the insulated curtains finally wakes me, just in time for breakfast at about 10 a.m. I slip into a bathing suit, tie a sarong on, and I'm ready for the day. The smiling maids, Rozy and Reshmi, greet me as I come down from the master suite—dubbed the Penthouse by past guests. Before me is a feast. Omelets, fresh fruit, an Indian delicacy or two, and a pile of toast, served up with coffee and fresh juice.