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Here I am finally in the Maldives, the epitome of tropical carefree, a paradise like no other on the planet, so they say. Clear, turquoise water, sand so white it requires sunglasses, and crooked coconut trees guarantee perfect publicity photos.
Arriving at the international airport on the crowded main island of Malé is a disappointment. The magic begins when we board the seaplane, a small, rickety hopscotch that can fit only a dozen people. Below me, atolls punctuate the infinity of the ocean with their turquoise-white-green spots. My nose stuck to the window. The flight is incredibly exciting, like the first three days on the island.
A week at Six Senses Laamu
For a week, I could stay at the five-star Six Senses Laamu resort, one of the nicest and perhaps most luxurious hotels I’ve ever stayed in. Floating on stilts above the lagoon, my open water villa is made entirely of wood, has several levels and has its own swimming pool (we’ll see if this makes sense when I can jump straight into the lagoon from my terrace).
Not far from my bungalow begins the reef, where marine life is raging: brightly colored fish roam the corals, sharks patrol and majestic eagle rays dart by, a parrotfish defends its territory and attacks my fins. This is a top notch product and of course so is Six Senses Laamu.
An island – a resort
But three days later, I ate at every restaurant, watched a movie under the stars, personally got to know every shark on the reef, took a cooking class, and went aboard for dinner. And now? Everything went back to the beginning. In the Maldives, the principle of “one island – one resort” applies: there is only one “resort” on each of the already small islets. Nothing else.
I got bored from the fourth day. Because I want to be inspired and discover new things when I travel. And just between us: I’m not the beach holiday type at all. I struggle with feelings of idleness and loneliness. Because I’m the only solo traveler on the island. Couples live in their own bubble. I can’t make any connections here.
And so I find myself missing home. And being in the middle of heaven is a feeling that even I don’t know. Lesson learned: Next time I’ll take a female friend with me. Or a book.
My advice is: I don’t know anyone who is alone in the Maldives and doesn’t feel the same way. So don’t forget to take your favorite treasure with you!
Source : Blick
I am Dawid Malan, a news reporter for 24 Instant News. I specialize in celebrity and entertainment news, writing stories that capture the attention of readers from all walks of life. My work has been featured in some of the world’s leading publications and I am passionate about delivering quality content to my readers.
