Jeremy Clarke Jeremy Clarke

My perfect island – and the posher one next door

The more you pay for your Maldives holiday, the more privacy you can expect, and the less chance there will be of dancing

issue 03 January 2015

The Republic of Maldives is the lowest country in the world and has the highest divorce rate. Is there correlation between altitude and fidelity, I wonder? Male, the capital, is 370 miles south-west of the southern tip of India. From the air it looks like Tower Hamlets. From Male we flew first by DHC-6 Twin Otter seaplane to the tiny coral island of Moofushi — about 20 thrilling minutes — and checked in at the Constance Moofushi island resort. I was allocated a thatched wooden bungalow (number 35) with sundeck, loungers, and wooden steps leading down directly into the warm, shallow sea. I could look down from the balcony rail of number 35 and see baby sharks and fishes up to two feet long cruising around at the foot of my stairs.

We didn’t see the sun for the first three days: it rained day and night. The rainy season is usually over by the end of November but apparently this year was exceptional.

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