Welcome to Paradise

After 48 hours with no sleep, neither of us felt great. We spent our final flight from Dubaivainly trying to sleep. Blurry eyed, dazed and disorientated, it was a relief to hear the pilot’s voice crack through the intercom, “28 degrees and pure blue skies. Guys, welcome to paradise.”

He wasn’t wrong.

It took a moment for Kerry to orientate herself and for me to blink my contact lenses back into place but we soon forgot our fatigue when we saw the view - we landed alongside crystal clear waters against a backdrop of dense, mountainous rainforest that was so vibrant it seemed to exist from a different spectrum of colour. 

The transfer to our hotel was spent staring in awe at our surroundings, coves cut into mountainsides creating secluded beaches of white sand and palm trees teeming with coconuts reaching towards the blue sky.

Our room wasn’t ready when we arrived (it was only 8am) so we decided to have a look around the area. The beach is less than 100 meters from our room and looks like this:

I think we’re off to a good start.