(November 1, 2014) Kuredu
This is a journey for relax in Kuredu Island until the time
take the hydroplane and say good bye to this wonder from the sky, in
our way to Malé.
We’ve got our flight back to home at midnight, at
11:50 PM, so we’re expecting leaving Kuredu as late as possible.
Then, it will be only a two hours link in Istanbul
and our final arrival to Barcelona airport scheduled at 10:45 AM.
No rush to wake up from bed today: we’re leaving
today but, also, keep raining out there. Breakfast time is since 8 AM
to 10:30 AM and we appear near the ending time.
Then we have time to get ready our baggage. A
letter delivered yesterday to our bungalow explains we must check out
before noon, leaving the bags besides the door so they can take them to
the hydroplane. That flight is at 3:30 PM, but we must check in 30
With no room and with all the rain we explore parts of the
island with the umbrellas, as the long tail of white sand there is at
the end of the island, as if it was the trail left in an impossible
movement through the sea. We’ve never seen it without people until now
under this soft rain.
We can keep our bracelets even after checking out, so all
inclusive is still on until we leave the island. We use it to go to
lunch and, later on, to go to the snack we’ve missed every day. It is
like a brunch, with tea, coffee and pastries.
While being around we’re told the plane is going to leave
later and we can make some time playing pool. These areas with games
are more crowded than usual because of the rain, but we’re grateful
this day is coming when we’re leaving.
We finally get into the hydroplane at 4:30 PM and
start our long trip back to home.
The special light of this sky with storm gives different
colors for the reefs and islands we can see from the plane. As I’m
permanently looking outside I notice we’re flying in circles around a
specific island when I see the same resort for third time, and still
will be a fourth and a fifth…
We finally land on it, something so weird it requires an
explanation from the pilot: domestic airport in Male is closed because
of the storm so we must wait. We’re not far from it, though. We can
leave the plane to the wooden platform but we cannot go to the island
as we’re not customers of this resort.
As the space is small in the plane the most of us
go outside and, due to the rain, we all use the wing of the hydroplane
to shelter. This is a peculiar image.
When they see we can go on with the trip we take back our seats.
I’m not worried about the time as our flight is at midnight but I know
hydroplanes cannot fly by night and the sun is leaving so I started to
thing we would go to the airport from here by boat.
Due to this, any option of going to Male to visit the city is off
the table now. We land when there is more darkness than light and once
there we change to the international terminal, which is quite crowded.
I leave the big bags in the baggage storage by 150 MRF each. I’m paying
with local money as I need to get rid of it. We spend the rest in food
and some gifts to bring. Outside, the storm is getting stronger and the
water is getting wet any furniture near the exit.
Around 10 PM is when we go to get our baggage back and join the line to the security check
before the counters. After all the procedures, the hall with the
gates is small and full of people but we get two seats. There is not
much to do here while waiting for your flight, or that is what it
looked like until I find some computers on the wall which surprisingly
have free internet!!! With this I can wait no matter how long.
The trip back to home has no issues and will end this extraordinary
travel with two different stages on two different countries, but
magnificent both. We got what expected in Maldives but we had our
doubts about India, which has finally exceeded my best expectations.