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Island Hideaway
Dhonakulhi Travelogue |
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Remininiscence |
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Thursday
11 May As TMAs seaplane had left 30 minutes earlier than planned the previous day, I arrive at the airport at 7.00 a.m. Malé time and a few minutes later the representative from Island Hideaway Dhonakulhi greets me and escorts me to the desk of the Maldives domestic airline Island Aviation, which is not yet open. He unceremoniously powers up the check-in desk and prints out my boarding pass for the flight to Hanimadhoo in Haa Alifu Atoll. He then takes me to the VIP Lounge, which is open to all guests of Dhonakulhi for the outward flight. First of all, I fill in the guest form for Dhonakulhi and then, after a couple of sundaes and free coffees, one of the two computers becomes free and I can briefly log in to the forum. At 10.50 a.m., the small Island Aviation plane takes off, flying along the eastern edge of the atolls to the northernmost atoll of the Maldives. On the left, the view takes in Kurumba, Banyan Tree, Ihuru and Baros, while Helengeli passes by on the right and, soon after that, Kanuhura appears on the right, with Komandoo on the left and then Kuredu on the right. On the left, I get another brief view of the far-off Reethi Beach and, from then on, only more indigenous and uninhabited islands flash by beneath us. After a 50-minute flight with a cold drink and a sweet served every now and then we land at Hanimadhoo and I am overcome by how green this island is, particularly the airport. After a brief ticket check, a Maldivian comes over and takes me and my luggage to a snow-white motorboat with equally white, softly padded seats. After a cold towelette and iced coffee, the boat whizzes at full throttle across the smooth sea, and after around 20 minutes we reach the marina of Island Hideaway Dhonakulhi. I am greeted by a manager, I give in the guest form I filled in in the VIP Lounge, and now I am introduced to my butler, Mr Rascheed. He then takes me to my bungalow in an electric buggy, programs his mobile number into the Butler button on my room phone, explains the whole bungalow to me and then, at my request, leaves me on my own to settle in. My bungalow is number 32 and is one of the 20 Dhonakulhi Residences. It is set in a plot of around 550 m², including a garden. The living room, with separate air conditioning, measures approximately 10 m x 5 m. To the right of the entrance is a round dining table with four chairs. The room is divided in two by a sideboard with minibar and a Melitta My Cup• coffee machine, which is freely available to use. The second half of the living room comprises two couches, a low table, a stand with a TV, DVD player and home cinema sound system, a desk with Internet connection and some steps to the deck, where there is another table, two chairs and a lounger. On the left, you come to a cloakroom with a suitcase rack, dressing table and two two-door cupboards with a free-to-use safe. A glass door on the left leads into the large open-air bathroom, measuring around 50-60 m², with two black granite washbasins, a separate toilet (with telephone connection), a shower and a large stone bath. In a bedroom measuring around 25 m², with its own air conditioning, is a four-poster bed measuring 2 m x 2 m with mosquito net, two bedside tables, a telephone, a couch, a chess table and a small white teddy bear with a message from my butler. Guests are allowed to take this teddy home at the end of their stay as a complimentary souvenir. The 4-metre-wide glass folding door opens onto the garden, which leads to the beach. Set into the floor of the large, partially covered terrace is a jacuzzi measuring 3 m x 2 m with four integrated jets. In the garden, there is a palm-covered awning and two bicycles (one with luggage rack) on the right, while to the left is a large, covered wooden Maldivian swing, and on the beach, a palm-covered sunshade with two cushioned loungers and a small round wooden table invites you to relax. The bungalows private beach has shrubs on either side and is around 15-20 metres long and, depending on the tide, between 3 and 6 metres wide. Smoking is not permitted in any of the bungalows but, although I am a smoker myself, I can understand it as the smell would penetrate the wood and the various materials much too strongly. After I had cleared away my luggage and nibbled at the welcome snacks and part of the fruit basket, I wanted to explore the island a little on the bike. Unfortunately, the sandy roads are very soft and, Im not sure whether it was due to my ineptitude or the perilous sand, but my front wheel kept falling from the narrow, well-worn buggy tracks into the soft, deep sand. Unfortunately, I had set off at the wrong time between 4.00 and 5.00 p.m., all roads in the interior of the island are fogged against mosquitoes and so I left the interior roads through the island and cycled on the eastern side to the Gaafushi Restaurant, which is in the lagoon and can be reached via a bridge. After roughly 100 metres, I reached the rambling grounds of the Hideaway Mandara Spa and the Spa Water Villas standing in the lagoon. After a few photos, I continued cutting across the densely vegetated island and the large staff area in the interior of the island and ended up at a large, idyllic-looking palm grove, where a large buffet and tables are set up once a week. Depending on the theme on 12 May it was Arabian Night• the feasting is accompanied by suitable gentle music. Without the daily measures to protect against mosquitoes, it would be impossible to enjoy the islands jungle-like natural beauty without getting bitten. I have still not seen any island in the Maldives with more beautiful vegetation, but during my stay I could not hear or feel any mosquitoes at all! As I cycled further, the large freshwater pool on the west coast suddenly appeared before me. On the wide sandy beach are sunshades and loungers, and behind them the large pool with a gently curved bridge and a bar in the water. Alongside it there is a shallower kids pool and around the landscaped pool are cushioned loungers and sunshades. As I tried to cool off after the cycling, the sun sank slowly into the sea. The sunset at the pool is almost more beautiful than on the terrace of the main bar. Every Thursday at 7.30 p.m., the Divers Night is held there, with a PowerPoint presentation and free snacks and drinks. As the base leader Nicole had taken her notebook on holiday, the video Maldivian Nights• from the Foto+Dive Studios, which received several awards, was shown. Actually, it wasnt shown straight away, but half an hour later, after I had explained to the diving base staff that the stereo jack of the speakers should be plugged into the DVD player, not the video projector, which requires a stereo to RCA adapter cable. Then reception had to sort out a suitable adapter and then we were finally able to hear the film commentary instead of the mains hum. After I had taken my bicycle back to the bungalow and freshened up a little, my butler drove me to the Matheefaru Restaurant by buggy. The main restaurant comprises the main building and two smaller, airy buildings, reached by long boardwalks, with glass floors and underwater floodlights. I took a table on the terrace of the main building and, after a quick glance at the French chefs exquisite menu, my butler served me truffled spaghetti in gorgonzola sauce and, for dessert, assorted ice cream with nuts and caramel. Back home in the bungalow, I saw out the first evening with a bath in the jacuzzi by moonlight and a good mood. Friday
12 May I go to the Meridis diving base, just a few metres away, on foot, and there is my equipment already assembled. Because I want to dive on the house reef first, we my buddy is the deputy base leader Kirsten don the equipment and walk the few metres to the jetty near reception. We dive in the reef channel off Dhonakulhi, with only a light current. The corals dont look bad but, as with all resorts, are not exactly overwhelming. Whats striking, however, is the abundance of fish in the narrow kandu: Besides red and yellow-purple fairy basslet, fusiliers and blue-striped snappers, we encounter a huge school of tuna and several dozen inquisitive batfish. In the blue water, which is only 12-15 metres deep here, a single eagle ray glides past and then, when we cross the reef channel westwards, we come across two stingrays. We then dive back again, and under the bridge we encounter a large violet boxfish as well as seeing the tuna and batfish again. Even if we didnt come across any mantas this time the peak season is in December, when schools of more than a hundred mantas travel through the reef channel every day the dive on the house reef was still very beautiful. At 2.00 p.m., we - Kirsten and Yuko, two Japanese divers and I go by boat to the aquarium, where we see beautiful corals as well as two napoleon wrasse, a few eagle rays and numerous shoals of fish. Unfortunately, I cant do more diving tomorrow, as I have to fly home on Sunday. Back at the Meridis diving base, we dont have to rinse the diving equipment, as the base staff always take care of that! In the evening, Tim Bilfinger, a German, calls me to ask whether I would like to have dinner with him at the Arabian Night• in the palm grove. Naturally, I say yes, because firstly its an honour for me to eat with the Resident Manager and, secondly, I can speak German with him and learn more about Island Hideaway Dhonakulhi than I can with my scant knowledge of English. When I arrive by electric buggy in the palm grove, a large buffet has already been set up in the middle and there are tables all around, concealed between the palm trees. Mr Rascheed, my butler, is already waiting discreetly for us, concealed in the background. The food was, as usual, excellent, and was rounded off with a flowery South African Mount Langi Ghiran• (Cabernet Merlot). Then back to the bungalow by buggy and, after a bath in the lagoon, I enjoy two more cigarillos in the jacuzzi. Saturday
13 May Mr Rascheed conjures up an ice-cold towelette and a cold bottle of water from a cool box stashed in the buggy. He only takes a bottle of water himself when I offer him a drink from my bottle. After the refreshments, we drive on to the cool, air-conditioned sports centre and, while I take a few photos, panoramas and a video of the billiards and games tables and the superb array of sports equipment, my butler has a quick game of table football with one of the members of staff. Outside, I take another photo of the two hard tennis courts and then we drive on to the watersports centre, where I take more photographs. Although the use of all equipment in both the sports centre and watersports centre is free, the facilities are not used nearly enough. The penultimate stop on todays island excursion is the enormous area that makes up the Hideaway Mandara Spa, with fish ponds, treatment and relaxation rooms and the Spa Water Villas, where guests can receive spa treatments in their own water bungalow. Finally, we visit the crèche, where children can be looked after if required, and are supervised as they play with the numerous toys and pieces of apparatus. The crèche also has a large lounge with a multilingual library and a computer, which can be used to surf and e-mail free of charge via a fast satellite broadband connection. In the afternoon, I chill out by alternating between a coffee on the beach, a swim in the lagoon and relaxing in my own Jacuzzi. As evening falls, I reluctantly begin packing my suitcase again. In the evening, I eat at the Matheefaru Restaurant again. I start with a shrimp soup Asian style, which is followed by a soft, tender and juicy Australian tenderloin steak with truffled garnish (unfortunately I didnt remember the name). For dessert, I enjoy a passion fruit mousse. We sometimes eat at pubs with 3 or 4 Hauben (Austrian chef classification) at home, but I have never been served such a fantastic steak in Austria or anywhere else! I always thought a butler was an unnecessary luxury, but my butler Mr Rascheed was a real diamond. Even when I was at the restaurant, he stayed hidden in the background at all times, but as soon as I even got out my cigarette packet, he was standing beside me and put an ashtray on the table for me. I reckon that in the time the waiters on most islands would take to bring a drink over, my butler could have served me a complete à la carte menu! Back at the bungalow, the timetable for the next mornings departure was already on the bedside table and I packed the last few things and set my alarm clock for 3.45 a.m. One final naked dip in the jacuzzi in front of the bedroom, another cigarillo beneath the full moon and then off to bed. Sunday
14 May Epilogue |
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Facts and facilities |
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Arrival: Transfer: Butler service: Bungalows:
Internet: Kindergarten: The bar: Matheefaru Restaurant: Gaafushi Restaurant: Shop, jeweller, pool: Pool: Spa: Sports centre: Watersports centre: Meridis diving base: |