So our New Zealand Visa would expire after a year. What to do if we wanted to travel for longer? Well, there was always the option of a good old fashioned Visa Run. And as there are no land borders into New Zealand we had to fly somewhere.
Roberto and I took this as reason enough to visit beautiful Tonga in the South Pacific. Situated in between Fiji, Samoa and the Cook Islands, the Polynesian Kingdom has never been colonized by anybody.
Backpacking Tonga has been a great experience. The entire Kingdom has less inhabitants than Christchurch and life just has a slower pace. This is what we enjoyed to the fullest.
There are many beaches, forests, caves, cliffs and much much more. We have had the chance to visit three islands: Tongatapu (the main island), ‘Eua (with plenty of nature and hills), and Pangaimotu Island, a small island very close to Nuku’alofa.
Sunday is church day. Tongans aren’t allowed to work, do sports or cook. So most people spend their Sundays reading, playing, eating and going to church several times. Recently bakeries were allowed to open on Sunday, because it has happened several times that tourists didn’t know that they had to buy food in advance, and stayed hungry.
There are no flights operating, no buses running and no shops open on Sundays. Yet most guesthouse owners, few taxi drivers, all priests and the driver of the Pangaimotu ferry work on Sundays.
Religion plays a big role in Tongan culture. The most important things are the king and royal family, the church and the family.
Many Tongans belong to the Methodist Church, and many others to the Church of Tonga, the Free Church of Tonga, the Latter-Day Saints, the Anglicans, the Seventh Day Adventists, the Mormons, Jehovah’s Witnesses, and the Catholic Church.
Family extends to the entire family, including all cousins and their children.
In Tonga all of the father’s brothers are a child’s fathers and all mother’s sisters are their aunts. The father’s oldest sister is the head of the family.
Tonga’s official languages are Tongan and English. But Tongan is spoken in most people’s houses.

There is always water in the woods. And if you don’t find it in its liquid form, you can always grab it from a branch
In 2014, the Tonga Daily News published an article that claimed, that Tonga was, by percentage, the world’s most overweight country. Followed closely by four other island states. It didn’t state if the term “overweight” was used by measuring the people’s BMI, because Tonga is also a country of very strong bodies. Many people are skilled climbers, passionate boxers and great Rugby players. They are packed with muscles and weigh more than their BMI would allow.
The Tongan food is just delicious. On big celebrations an entire pig is baked in an underground oven. A lot of vegetables and roots are eaten throughout the day and coconut oil is present in most dishes. Another specialty is ‘Ota ‘Ika, raw fish with lemon and/or coconut milk, onion and other diced vegetables. This was my absolute favorite.
Dance and Music are important to the Tongan culture. Sometimes, when we rode our rental-bikes alongside a school, we could hear the kids practicing inside.
Rental bikes were easy to get. They were expensive as compared to Laos, but cheap compared to New Zealand. Eight out of the ten bikes had been rented, so we had to cope with the two worst ones.
Mine was so tiny that my knees hit the handlebar in curves and my calves and thighs touched when I pedaled. There was a backpedal-brake only, but it worked good enough.

My mini-rental bike. There’s a cheap bike rental in Nuku’alofa just two houses east of the official Tourism Information
Roberto’s bike was slightly bigger and even had two brakes. But the saddle had been replaced with an awkward wooden board that was covered by something soft. His feet would pedal behind his butt and the cycling experience felt quite weird. But even Tongatapu, the country’s biggest island, is still small enough to be explored on those kind of bikes.
We visited Tonga at low Season. There were no whales to swim with and we had quite a bit of rain. But the whale tours were above our budget anyways, the rain felt rather refreshing after a long day in the sun and we never had to pre-book any guesthouses.

Camping at Taina’s Place in ‘Eua
We had a great time, entered a pitch black cave and jumped into an underground lake, camped at a beach, jumped off a ship wreck, got lost in the fields on the way to a beach, walked through thunderstorms, went to church twice, saw traditional dances, cycled the island and met plenty of interesting people.

There’s a flight (the world’s shortest commercial flight) to ‘Eua and most days there’s a ferry too. We decided to take the ferry.
Our 13 days in Tonga were relaxing, interesting, delicious and adventurous. We’d come back immediately.

The sea was calm at first, the rougher. Just next to ‘Eua, the sea is 10,882 meters deep! This is how it looked like to me, just before I let go of my breakfast.

Travel Diary entry with realistic art showing our very scary ferry ride over from Nuku’alofa to’Eua.

Our host Tivo works full time as a nurse in the hospital. Her femily helps her with the guesthouse business. Next to Tivo: co-backpacker Albe from France.

Camping at “Taina’s Place”. The guesthouse is named after the owner’s late wife.

‘Eua is famous for its hiking trails, nature, caves and cliffs. Tivo’s cousin Matthiew guided us through the paths.

Tivo’s stepdaughter Luisa took us with her to the Church of Tonga’s service. We had brought long and formal clothes for this day, to show our respect. They didn’t match, but this was as good as we could do. Dog Fiff goes everywhere, the family goes.

Wolfgang from Germany worked at the Ovava Tree Lodge in ‘Eua. In his free time he built himself a Polynesian boat that he wants to travel through Tonga with.

Paula invited his cousin Ofis to visit him in ‘Eua. Before his return to Nuku’alofa he bought a huge fish at the market, that he brings back as a wedding gift for his brother.

Paula and his father (or cousin?) Finao started the Ovava Tree Lodge. But Wolfgang built it.

Everything was made of wood and everything just worked perfectly fine! This was the perfect blend of nature and comfort.

I had been scared of the ferry back to Tongatapu, but fortunately the waves were easy and my stomach prepared. Roberto did not have any troubles at all.

We biked to a little cave in the East of Tongapatu. It was pitch dark inside, but we brought headlamps. In the end of the path there was a black and still freshwater lake

We lit all candles that we could find. Some young locals came and jumped right into the underground lake. It looked dangerous and scary, but after some ten minutes and zero injuries, we decided to try it for ourselves.

We spent our second visit in Nuku’alofa with Yvette, the Backpacker’s Townhouse‘s owner. She was so sweet and caring, we felt like a part of the family!

We grabbed our bikes to cycle to a nice beach on the westernmost part of Tongatapu. Here we met a group of locals and visitors who gave us a ride in their pick up car.

Our nice little travel group. As we found out later, Ofa (in the grey shirt)worked for the Prime Minister’s Office and his Brother and wife from Samoa, who lived in Auckland, New Zealand, came for a visit.

Ofa knew all the cool places. His family still lived in Christchurch, but he had to return. Now he hopes that they can visit each other four times every year.

We took a detour to visit Ofa’s sister’s grave. She was a catholic nun and was buried in catholic grounds that one day will turn into a monastery.

This night we did the single most touristy and awesome thing: We visited a traditional Tongan feast with Tongan food and dances. Cheapest booking is with the official Tourism Information.

There was a dog, all windows were open and kids argued, until their father grabbed them by the arm and carried them outside.

Great times with our Argentinian friend Favi in Pangaimotu

Locals n a ship wreck. Earlier this day, the four of us have also climbed and jumped the wreck. But our techniques didn’t look half as elegant as the locals’.

We took the very last ferry back to Nuku’alofa. One young passenger brought music and before we knew it, the entire group of passengers – including ourselves – were singing loudly “Eye of the Tiger” and “Charma Charmeleon” and taking turns in holding one passenger’s cake. Great people. Great ride.

Hugging goodbye our new friends and hostesses Yvette (middle) and the lovely Regine from Fiji. These two were the most caring friends and I will never forget all the laughter. We had a wonderful time at their guesthouse.
How Awesome!!! It was our pleasure to have you stay with us at the Backpackers Townhouse in Nukualofa, Tonga. Thank you for sharing your travels and you are truly blessed. Ofa atu. Yvette
Hello Yvette!
We’ve had such a great time with you at the Backpackers Townhouse and we are so thankful how you’ve taken us in, cared for us and made us feel like we were a pat of the family. I hope some day we can meet again!
Many many hugs,
Annika
Hey! I’m potentially planning a trip to Tonga, this was so useful – thank you! Loved your pictures. 🙂
Hi Liberty,
thanks a lot, I bet you’ll have a wonderful time. Tonga is amazing and I really hope we can return some day.
Cheers from Germany,
Annika
Thanks, very informative and helpful to plan my trip to Tonga. I will contact Yvette after your recommendation