Dear Perceptive Travel,
This morning I awoke to the spectacularly turquoise sea gently embracing the sugar-white, coral-strewn shore 25 feet from my Indian Ocean-facing verandah. Soon, the hot mid-morning sun would burn away the hazy grey clouds that blanketed the horizon, helping further illuminate a beguiling underwater alien world of neon-blue coral, fleeting reef sharks, and majestic tropical fish of every color, shape, and size. The snorkeling is, indeed, delicious.
I’m in the Maldives, at the Sheraton Maldives Full Moon Resort & Spa, and yes, it’s every bit the idyllic island paradise you’ve imagined. So, while I’d love to tell you more about it, like the faux-prehistoric lizards and the disturbingly large fruit bats that roam the grounds, the resort’s immaculately clean pool beckons.
We’ll have to catch up later; I know you understand.
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