Who would have thought that I would be that kind of person who feels completely at home at an outdoor café in Huhumale, an artificial island outside of Malé which is the capital of the Maldives. Not me when I was a kid growing up in the north. But here I am, sitting drinking lime juice and eating blueberry cheesecake thinking it’s the most natural thing in the world for me.
I’ve been here in the Maldives for more than two weeks and it’s my second time here. Never even thought I would ever visit the islands once in my life. And I sort of know how it is here, but also not at all. The islands are very different and I’ve been to two inhabited islands that are shifting from supporting themselves on fishing to now developing their islands to welcoming tourists. The islands are in different states in their process and it’s been very interesting to study that. I’ve taken many photos, some of them with my phone, and I’ll try to do a proper post about the islands. But for now, since I’m about to soon check into my hotel, these are the ones I’ve have, from where I’ve been swimming with my camera in crystal clear turquoise water.
So, what does it take for me to feel at home? Well, first I have to have someplace to call my own. But a hotel room falls into that category, so not too difficult. Also, like today, I’ve spent one night here before so I sort of know my way around and can tell the taxi driver where to stop. And seeing a couple of familiar faces also helps. So not to picky about what I call my home. But then there’s something else, and that’s what Home really means to me, but that’s another story.