My seat: Great. Somehow I managed to get 3F, which had heaps of leg room. Useful when you've got legs as long as mine.
Fellow passengers: An unusual mix of expat Marshallese, Fijians and a handful of tourists.
How full? About three-quarters full - which was a little surprising considering there is only one flight every two weeks.
Entertainment: None. Zilch. Nada. When was the last time you flew in a plane that didn't even have an old-school drop-down screen?
The service: Friendly and relaxed. We even got a visit from the pilot, who came back to tell us we couldn't attach our go-pro camera to his front windscreen.
Food and drink: Macaroni cheese or chicken curry. I had the curry. It was tasty. But no alcohol? Not cool.
The toilets: I absent-mindedly made the normally fatal mistake of going in barefoot - but to my surprise the place was spotless.
Luggage: To avoid excess luggage charges we, to put it bluntly, took the p**s. Fortunately the 30kg (at least) we took on board wasn't a problem.
The airport experience: Nadi can be a bit hit or miss - but we had a smooth run which included a surprisingly tasty airport pie for breakfast.
Would I fly this again? No alcohol and no screens sucks big-time, right? But as this was a work trip (and only a four-hour flight) I actually managed to get a lot of work done. So "yes" if it was a work-trip.
The other reason I'd do this trip again would be for the incredible landing in the Marshall Islands. The airport is the widest point of this extraordinary all-atoll country - so when you're lined up to land you have water on both sides and can't see any land until just moments before you touch down.