Huraa

We are staying on the island of Huraa which is just under 2 hours by ferry from Male, the capital of the Madives. Our 'hotel' has 3 bedrooms and three owners plus some other staff who look after us well. Some of the owners also work on the next island, a stones throw from Huraa, at the 4 seasons resort, so they know all about customer care.

The island has a small friendly indigenous population; naturally, all the little ones enjoy saying 'hello'.

There is also a line of shops, where the owners are anxious to get us in to spend money and offer cash exchange, should you need it.

There is a public beach, where women should be covered up and a tourist (or bikini) beach, where the dress code doesn't apply. It is easy to get to the reef to see the fish and we now have a growing bank of photos.

This is the beach looking towards the next island with the resort




There is some shade, fortunately, but it didn't stop Pat becoming rather red, despite the factor 50 .... some things never change!




We hadn't properly prepared for the beach, having left our snorkelling gear in our room. This didn't stop John from going out to see whether the waterproof camera was still water tight, while Pat amused herself with zooming out to sea.













The camera was watertight



























A tiny island made of sand is not the best place to grow vegetables or keep animals, so the menu is limited. Everything (except fish) has to be imported with the result that menus (especially vegetable) are limited. Fish is sometimes available and was good. The staple fish is tuna (presumably frozen).

We had found a 'bar' where they make a very good apple drink from apples, ice cubes and water, so we have somewhere for an 'apero'.

Tonight's sunset




- Pat and John on tour