THE PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF PARADISE
The People's Republic of Paradise
For me it’s all about planes, large or small –
travel brings out the adventurous romantic in me. Boarding a plane or alighting
at my destination, I feel happy, alive, excited and free. So by the time I
stepped off the little bird that flew me from Pemba to an island a short boat
trip from Quilálea Island, I would have been as happy spending a couple of days
carrying coconuts around (and believe me, there’s a lot of them) as relaxing on
a beautiful island.
A chance to spend a few days on a desert island
isn’t to be sniffed at, certainly when compared to a few days at the office,
and I guess I’ve been extraordinarily spoilt over the years. This island wasn’t
my first and certainly won’t be my last! Islands off places such as Brazil,
Australia, Maldives, Seychelles, Malta, Malaysia, Greece, Mauritius, Thailand,
Spain, Mexico and Borneo have made the list, and so it’s fair to say that I’m a
pretty good judge of island experiences.
‘First impressions count.’ It’s drummed into us
from school, through personal relationships and certainly in business. And when
it comes to hotels, islands and restaurants, they’re often the deal-breaker.
What is it they say, you don’t get a chance to make a second impression?
Although with an island it’s kind of a little different, as short of swimming
or paying a lot to turn around, you’re there, in the hands of whatever service
and product they have to offer.
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