Last November (2013), I was in Maafushi and knew
exactly where I wanted to visit – Anantara
Resort Island, this 5-star luxury complex located 10 minutes by speed boat southeast of Maafushi. Anantara’s beauty and price are quite legendary. In
their Naladhu Island, you could stay in your own villa, with your own butler,
and you can dictate your own menu. You ask and it shall be given, but for a
price – a staggering $25,000 a day!
But Anantara has two other islands for the less exorbitant: Veli for the honeymooners and Dhigu, the main island, for the traveling family. And during off-season (before November to April, they accept day visitors; one that will set you back $178 for an 8-hour excursion from 9:30PM to 5:30PM.
Unlike other exclusive resorts, there are no restrictions in the use of their facilities (Bandos won’t even allow you to eat in their main restaurant or use their pool). I kept telling my hotel (Stingray Beach Hotel) to book me a day in Anantara. I waited for 3 days. The opportunity never came because Anantara was full. It was November, start of the peak season.
At 9:30AM, I was taken to my ride en route to
Anantara. We had to halt for 5 minutes and wait for the downpour to blow over,
then I was on my way to one of my dream destinations. In 10 minutes, I was in
the midst of the dream.
Anantara’s ocean spread is vast. Reception is at Dhigu, the resort complex’s main island. It’s
also for family consumption, so children abound. A tall Caucasian lady met me
at the port and ushered me to the reception. I was offered a small cup of sweet
mango-coconut concoction, while an account was created for me. I was assigned a
number (#9300) which shall be used when purchasing items/services. Though $178
seem imeldific for an 8-hour stay, about $100 of that was consumable on food
and drinks. And as I would soon find out, it was enough for 2 meals and maybe a
snack.
SEVERAL ISLANDS
Visiting Anantara is like visiting several islands: Dhigu (Main), Veli (honeymooner’s), Naladhu (for the filthy rich), and the small, albeit newly opened Gulhi Fushi themed like a desert island There’s more in the vicinity: Moyo Island (just a sand bar with no facility to offer) and Marina Island (where employees of the resort live). Gulhi Fushi boasts of an “ocean pool”. Just across Gulhi Fushi (which literally translates to “Paradise Island”), you could see the local island of Gulhi, where ferries from Male usually drop passengers before proceeding to Maafushi. Visiting Naladhu is prohibited, but at least you could see it closer. From a distance, it doesn’t look much, though there’s a tall cottage at the edge of it.
Visiting Anantara is like visiting several islands: Dhigu (Main), Veli (honeymooner’s), Naladhu (for the filthy rich), and the small, albeit newly opened Gulhi Fushi themed like a desert island There’s more in the vicinity: Moyo Island (just a sand bar with no facility to offer) and Marina Island (where employees of the resort live). Gulhi Fushi boasts of an “ocean pool”. Just across Gulhi Fushi (which literally translates to “Paradise Island”), you could see the local island of Gulhi, where ferries from Male usually drop passengers before proceeding to Maafushi. Visiting Naladhu is prohibited, but at least you could see it closer. From a distance, it doesn’t look much, though there’s a tall cottage at the edge of it.
Naludhu for the filthy... rich. :) |
Way past the pool was the pristine beach with sand as fine and as white as powder. On the sea, I found a cot hanging between poles right where jet skis zip by. It’s an oddly poetic spot, to be honest. There’s another restaurant to my right (from grilled food).
I turned left to the resort’s dramatically somber stretch of white sand beach. A makeshift “jetty” gets continually submerged underwater. And further on was a spa cottage. A Thai girl invited me in and generously offered to show me the interiors of a room. I was thrilled.
Inside the spa were 2 gurneys (massage tables) facing
the gorgeous seas. A bath tub sat languidly on the fore. The floor directly
under the “head portion” of the tables were glass bottoms... so you could see
the rich community of ocean dwellers from the crystal waters down below. After
the tour, I bade my hostess goodbye and profusely thanked her for accommodating
me.
I hopped on a water shuttle to take me to Veli, an
island designed with honeymooners in mind, and where children are not allowed
from 6 AM to 6 PM. A row of traditional Maldivian water cottages dot the shore of
Veli. There island has several facilities that includes Origami (a Japanese
restaurant), an Orchid Garden, an open air cinema garden for couples, a bar
called “78 degrees”, a Thai
restaurant called “Baan Thula”, and, midway between the island and Naludhu, the “Pavilion”.
It was way past noon so I hopped back to the water
shuttle to take me back to Dhigu for my lunch. I was famished so I ordered
quite a few selections. How else would I consume my $100 or so? Pizza
Gamberetti (mozzarella, shrimp, cherry tomato) at $30; Stir fried Beef (mixed
pepper, onions, oster sauce, rice) at $35; Grilled Chicken Bread Burger with
Salsa (lettuce, lemon, steak fries) at $25 and a can of Coca Cola. It was
admittedly fit for a whole community.
The sun was partially out after lunch so I walked around to take more photos with a bit more sun
Overcast skies
provided convenient protection against the otherwise unhealthy sun. I rushed to
the reception to arrange for a shuttle that would take me to Gulhi Fushi. The
ride didn't even take 5 minutes, way past Naludhu to the right and Veli to the
left. It was a small island populated by 2 waiting staff: the charming Gayan
and the bright-eyed Amsal.
Gulhi Fushi (“Paradise Island”) is small you could
walk around and across it in 15 minutes. There’s a bar/restaurant, a kitchen,
an ocean pool (6 feet deep) and several cabanas with light green bean bags.
There’s a white duyan where the sand bar is. During low tides, this sand bar
turns up allowing leisurely walk to Veli, reminding me of the islands in Rihivelli. Gayan kept giving gifts, it
was embarrassing: from apples to “magic drinks” which he specially concocted.
Later that afternoon, he’d challenge me to guess the contents: I got 3 out of
4. Mango, Lemon, Passion Fruit and – finally! – “bitter lemon”. He was quite
pleased I didn't get the last one. The younger and bashful Amsal, assigned to
the kitchen, didn't get it either. We laughed as we guessed. “You’re crazy,” I
had to chuckle.
I didn't even notice, but it felt like being home.
I didn't even notice, but it felt like being home.
This is the Eye
in the Sky!
2 comments:
Breathtakingly entrancing ! A heaven on earth. Why is the place deserted? Where are all the tourists?
This was last September, the monsoon season and off-peak for tourists. In November, tourists start flying in. Last year, I was also in Maldives, late November, and I could not book a single day in Anantara no matter how I tried. This is quite a popular resort... for those willing to fork out a bit more. :)
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