The Maldives- all that is beautiful, exotic, serene, graceful and the list goes on…….Welcome to the world of ‘W’. At the moment as I write this it’s blowing a gale outside as we catch the tail-end of a storm from the Bay of Bengal in India. Pretty miserable for all those honeymooners & holidaymakers here for the Maldivian climate and ambience… I feel sorry for the Korean couple who have come here to get married – all their plans gone to pot as we battle torrential rain and strong winds!
So it’s been ten days since I have arrived from Singapore and wowsers what an unusual place Male is... Lol it took an hour and a half to get through customs! I guess after the recent Male bombing they were being mighty vigilant and the sterner they looked the harder it was not to laugh. Whilst in the queue observing my fellow passengers I notice that many of the honeymooners were wearing his ‘n’ hers outfits identical even to the shoes. Is this passé now? I make a mental note to ensure that when I meet my husband to be we will too endeavour to look like Howard & Hilda. Thank God I didn’t pack that bottle of Bushmills whiskey I say to myself as I pass by the sign detailing punishment of importing alcohol in.
Having been met from the airport by a chap from the visa agency smoking a fag in the arrivals lounge I knew I had left the civilisation of smoke- free airports. After a ride by water-taxi to the other side of the island I checked into ‘Relax Inn’ Hotel where I was to stay the night. Basil Fawlty would have been proud- I was expecting to see Manuel to running around shouting ‘ci ci ‘. After a night’s sleep everything seemed better in the morning and as I went for an early morning run took in the sights and beach front of Male……
tbc