Pick one group, not the country. Tarawa is where a Gilberts trip starts: one road along a chain of islets, with the hotels, the flights, and the bunkers and landing beaches of November 1943 at Betio. North Tarawa, by boat, is the quiet half. Air Kiribati hops to Abaiang, Marakei, Butaritari and Abemama for village life and empty lagoons. Kiritimati, 3,300 kilometres east, is reached from Honolulu for bonefishing and seabirds. The Phoenix Islands need a research berth or a charter.
Fun fact
The Phoenix Islands Protected Area covers 408,250 square kilometres, more than California. UNESCO inscribed it in 2010 as the largest and deepest World Heritage site on earth at the time. Only one of its eight islands, Kanton, has a permanent population.
Stereotypes, sorted out
The realityIt has not. Nearly 120,000 people live here, the population is growing and South Tarawa is crowded. The real problem is narrower: the land is barely above the sea, fresh water is a lens floating on salt, and erosion, king tides and drought are today's planning problems. Writing it off is erasure.
The realityTwo islands in two oceans. Australia's Christmas Island is in the Indian Ocean south of Java. Kiribati's Kiritimati is in the central Pacific Line Islands, the largest coral atoll on earth by land area. Cook sighted it on Christmas Eve 1777, and Kiritimati is Christmas written in Gilbertese.
The realityThere is no resort industry and very little tourism. Beds are small hotels, guesthouses and village stays, the capital is a dense strip with waste and water problems, and the swimming people picture is on the outer islands. Come for atolls, culture, war history and fishing, or do not come.
The realityKiribas. Gilbertese writes the s sound as ti, which is also why the country's own name for itself, spelled Kiribati, is the local rendering of Gilberts. Getting it right takes five seconds and is noticed.
The realityThe republic is spread across three and a half million square kilometres of ocean and three time zones, and its two visitable ends are on separate air routes reached from separate countries. Even inside the Gilberts, an outer island is a weekly flight or a multi-day ship. Plan one group and go deep.
How to get it right
- In a maneaba you sit on the floor, legs crossed or tucked under you. Feet pointed at people and a back turned to your hosts are both read as rude, and you stoop when walking past people who are seated.
- A sarong, the lavalava, is what men and women wear to a formal maneaba function. Beachwear anywhere but the water is not acceptable, and modest cover is the norm for women away from the hotels.
- The head is treated as taboo. Do not touch anyone's head, including a child's, however friendly the moment.
- Direct eye contact is not the default, especially with elders. Looking away is not evasion here, and cutting between two people who are talking is impolite.
- If you are invited to a botaki, a feast in the maneaba, a small gratuity handed to the master of ceremonies is customary. Ask a local host what amount is appropriate.
- Sunday belongs to church across the country. Shops close, boats mostly stop, and turning up to a service is welcomed if you dress for it.
- Ask before photographing people, a maneaba interior or a war site with graves near it. Kiribati is used to being photographed badly.
Famous I-Kiribati faces

Anote Tong

Teburoro Tito

Taneti Maamau
Ieremia Tabai
David Katoatau
Teresia Teaiwa
Teatao Teannaki
Kaitinano Mwemweata
Kakianako Nariki
Meamea Thomas
Ruben Katoatau
Teweiariki Teaero
Katerina Teaiwa
Louisa Humphry
Must-try I-Kiribati food
Palusami
Taro leaves baked in coconut cream to something between stew and custard. At every feast.
Te bua toro ni baukin
Babai, coconut cream and toddy syrup baked in leaves. Now often made with tinned meat.
Te ika mata
Raw reef fish in lime and coconut cream, over rice, with fish from this morning's lagoon.
Te ura
Coconut crab: rich, slow-growing and overharvested. Ask where it came from first.
Te inai
Fried parrotfish, eaten hot from the pan or cold next morning, the way guests get it.
Grilled reef fish
Split, salted and laid on coconut-husk coals. On an outer island this is simply dinner.
Te mai
Breadfruit, roasted in an earth oven, boiled or fried. The island starch long before rice.
Te bwabwai
Giant swamp taro grown in pits dug to the freshwater lens. A status crop for big days.
Te kaina
Pandanus, chewed off the key or dried into tuae, a slab that keeps for months on a canoe.
Te karewe
Coconut toddy cut from the flower at dawn and dusk. Sweet when fresh, and it ferments.
Kamaimai
Toddy boiled down to a dark, molasses-thick syrup that sweetens bread and babai.
