When you’re on Huvafen Fushi, you run on Huvafen Fushi time.
It runs an hour ahead of local time, so that you can get more done in a day.
This means that when you get up for breakfast, you get up in time to watch the sunrise.
Which is enough to make you dance the whole way there!
White cotton dress // Beaded handbag
There’s just no beating breakfast with a view.
The rest of the day was spent cooling off between the shade and the shallows.
My favourite lady wearing Heidi Klein and floaty wrap. Similar hat.
We spent the afternoon splashing about, playing with toys from the Watersports hut.
Having tired of kayaking, Mum sat on the beach with a chilled coconut and left me to paddle about.
All time favourite swimmer from Blue Life.
I even gave the suddenly-uber-fashionable “Paddleboard Yoga” thing a go…
…but it didn’t end quite as glamourously as I’d hoped!
It’s not quite as easy as Instagram might make you believe!
With mum creased with laughter, tears of glee running into her coconut, I gave up and resigned myself to shark watching.
Before heading off to the horizon.
There’s a path from one end of the island to the other.
It runs as though a child has run his finger through the sand and cleared the way.
You walk under a curving canopy of palm leaves, all coming together like the roof of a church, with shafts of light glittering through.
Lizards scuttle to and fro as they see you coming along.
We took up our table at lunch and were joined by an eager local.
#NoEgrets!
In the stifling heat of the day Mum had a light broth.
While I went for a stonking great curry.
One of the best I’ve ever had, as it happens!
But it did take a few cooling dips before I could finish the last of it.
We had a slow lunch, interrupted mainly by our giggling and taking it in turns to cool off.
And we took “pudding” back to our room.
I have to admit, life’s pretty tough at Huvafen Fushi… but I think I could get used to it!
