April 10, 2018 We leave Delphi Club, Abaco

Here is an early morning sunrise form the Lodge. Today would be our last morning. Sob.

Here is a photo of Steve’s favorite breakfast pastry. Since we had to leave early to catch our flight to Orlando, I was able to nab one of these delicacies. They were as delicious as they looked!

Breakfast was the usual for me. My last good breakfast for a while, as unless I get up earlier and have breakfast with Steve I have to make it myself. And as I am lazy, I take the easy route and just have biscotti and coffee. Sometimes I try to be healthy and go for Cheerios with blueberries and almonds. When I am feeling exceptionally exotic I throw some coconut flakes on top. I may or may not do the hula before I sit down.

Steve and I finished breakfast, settled up the bill, and made our goodbyes, to Jane, Peter and Max. Next year we hope to travel to England and meet up with Jane and Peter. I think by now Steve is due for some castle touring, and royal watching. I will probably need to throw in some fishing on the Chalk Streams in England. Peter has a beat on the River Test, so this will surely be an excellent adventure. Steve will just have to test his skills there. Hardy Har Har!

Then we were off to the airport. As the Club was full we ended up sharing the ride to the airport with two delightful gentleman. They were friends from Cleveland who love to fish and duck hunt. They belong to several duck hunting clubs and once the season starts they make the rounds, traveling from club to club. I don’t hunt, but it sounded like fun going from club to club, meeting old friends and new. Of the two gentleman D, had fished many places and gave Steve some good advice regarding our next trip to Argentina. There is some place in Scandinavia where Steve wants to fish that the guy had been to also. Unfortunately it’s a place where you have to know certain people, and wait for openings due to death or decrepancy. Not a happy thought, but the truth. D has told his friend that when the time comes, he would like to buy the week of his friend. He has no idea what it will cost, hopefully all will work out.

Talking of things working out… Not! Although we got through security without me being frisked or detained all did not go smoothly. We decided to go upstairs to the lounge. It was quite pleasant when we were here in December. Unfortunately the Priority Pass Lounge, was not open for business! Steve gave this a thumbs down.Our plane was called and we made sure to stay between the cones on the way to board. The Silver Air employees do not look happy when you try to go outside the lines. This was our plane for most of the day. There were terrible storms over Florida. We had to land in West Palm Beach and sit for a few hours until the rain let up and we could proceed to Orlando. What was going to be a five hour wait in the airport for our next flight to Westchester airport turned into only an hour. There were many people on our flight who missed their connections. We finally made it home to Poughkeepsie and found that we had left spring far south. It was cold back home!

Sorry about the delay in finishing up the trip blog. Just think I still have to finish up Kenya and Argentina! Plus I have a short trip to Philadelphia to blog about also. Stay tuned!

Como Maalisfushi Wednesday January 17, 2018 Heading Home

Today was our last day in The Maldives, and it was going to be a long one!

We woke up to our last beautiful sunrise from our Villa. Then it was off to breakfast at Madi. I had the chocolate waffle again, and Steve had an omelette.

I tried to take a picture of the pool area just like the professional ones. With this angle you would think that I had one too many Mimosa’s! That was one thing that Como didn’t have that Gili did, champagne at breakfast. I have noticed in my travels that the further north you travel the earlier the drinking starts. When my darling daughter and I went to Scandinavia with her dance group I took detailed notes on the drinking. In Denmark I observed drinking at lunch. In Iceland the drinking was at breakfast!

Here is Steve giving me a worried look. He knows that I have plotting and scheming on my mind. I had noticed this couple at the resort. She was the most beautiful guest there. He was interesting. I had already told her that I thought she was quite beautiful. She reminded me of Megan Markle, but I knew that was impossible as he was no Prince Harry. Steve remarked to me “Are you pretending to take my picture?”

Well yes, I was. He reminded me of a movie star, I couldn’t remember who. Bradley something or other? I texted my girlfriends back home. They snorted back NO!

Scruffy beard was correct as was head angle. However ears stuck out too much. Oh well, maybe we’ll run into a movie star on our next vacation. We did run into Anthony Daniels who played C3PO from Star Wars in South America, however he was gone before I realized who he was!

After breakfast we went to the gym and then back to our villa for the final packing.

Goodbye fancier villas that we didn’t stay in .

Goodbye fish swimming near our jetty.

Packing all done, and final lounging under our sala we returned to Thia for lunch. This time I got the breadsticks without Steve’s fingers in the picture. Steve had the burger and fries. He told me to “Hurry up and take the picture” as he hates cold fries. As a result the picture was a little shaky.

I requested the Caesar salad with grilled fish and traditional dressing. I got the Green Goddess Avocado instead.

Now that almost looks like a professional picture!Now after lunch we went to pay our bill. Here is Reception totaling the damage. Ouch!

Steve admired the wall decorations. They were wood.

I don’t think that I showed you the 360 view from our deck. It was pretty awesome!

Here is Steve asking if I am done yet. “It’s time to go!”

Steve was ready to leave. Here he is pacing. Did you know that he can measure with his pacing? It’s a family trait.

Here we are with S and A. One last picture before we go home. The two of them were very lucky it was our last day together. I didn’t get a chance to ask all my questions.

1. Do the men’s head wear in the sheikh robes have any significance?

2. When do men wear the traditional robes or western street wear?

3. Which is better Emirates or Etihad first class?

4. Can I house sit your house in Malibu?

5. Oh my God! Is that a Hermes Birkin bag?

Well, of course I did ask the last question.

Here I am on the speed boat, holding the Birkin! S didn’t even ask me to wash my hands first! It took her 5 years on the list to get one! Lucky S!

Here is the staff waving us goodbye! Please come back again and spend your money with us!

We meet the boat and prepare to board the plane. You can tell who the pilot is can’t your? He is the one with no sandals on!

I grabbed the front seat. I wanted to see everything!

Here we all are on the plane. Steve looking happy, first leg of trip to commence. A is going me that look, “See if you can behave!”

Let’s take off shall we? Whee!

This map gives you an idea where The Maldives are located. Tourism is a big industry here! All the resorts have to have at least 50% of their employees as Maldivians.

We reached the airport and prepared for landing.

Maldivian Airlines Seaplanes at the dock. Unfortunately or fortunately for S and A their flight on Emirates was to depart before ours. After hugs goodbye, and a stern “Behave” from A, Steve and I waited in the lounge.

After two hours of waiting we got in the shuttle to head to the main airport.

I found it amazing how close the airport was to the ocean. This is on the access road.

Goodbye Male! That white building on the right is a cruise ship, not a building!

That must be A and S’s airplane! I am sure they are sitting in first class!

Here we are in the scrum waiting to go through the luggage x-ray. That must be a surfboard in the orange and black bag.

Now that’s what I call no line!

This was the lounge for business and first class. I only had a bottle of water. No reason to try some food and get ill on the way home. Smart I am!

Finally our flight was called for boarding!

A refreshing lemony mint drink with cool towel before lift off!

This would be the flight path for our trip to Qatar. We would leave around 8:20 and arrive in Male at 11:40 local time (really 1:40 Male time. I don’t even want to think what time it was Como time, that was an hour different from Male time.

Here is one of the flight attendants in one of their four wardrobe changes. I noticed their suitcases in JFK, they were really big!

These are only a few of the named atolls in The Maldives!

I had a glass of tea with my warm nuts.

I wanted to eat lightly during this long trip. I had the lentil soup.

The Arab Mezze plate.

Followed by the pasta. I only ate one. Too gloppy for me!

I even only had two bites of the dessert!

Almost there! A and S are probably in their own beds in Dubai, after going through their mail!

Steve noted this about the flight map. It would show the direction of Mecca, for those who wanted to pray.

We finally landed in Doha. This airport was hopping, even at 1 in the morning!

We boarded the flight at 1 something and waited for everyone else to board. Nothing like watching some champagne bubbles! My plan was to stay awake until 5 in the morning and then sleep as much as I could. The flight was to be 13 hours long and we would be landing at JFK at 7am local time. I wanted to adjust myself as soon as I could to east coast time. Something that is always hard to do.

Not sure what this was. Ah yes, breakfast. Scrambled eggs with chives. After a 10 hours flying you really don’t know what is going on.

Almost home! Look at all that ice on the JFK approach!

After an exceptionally long drive (never land at JFK during morning rush hour), we finally made it home. This is our side yard.

I will have one last post about the trip, giving Steve’s fishing accomplishments the coverage that they deserve!

We are on our way to the Maldives!

After a fitful night sleeping we awoke at 4:15 ready to start our day. No coffee, we would get that at the airport. Our drive was uneventful and we made good time. The roads were clear, just a bit of blown snow in some areas. Check in was great, as we were flying business class we got the priority check in experience. We almost forgot to put our jackets in the checked bags, but got that taken care of before our bags were loaded onto the belt. The gentleman next to us checking in was going away for one month and had only one carry on bag. A true road warrior! I was going to talk to him about that, but decided I didn’t need to get into trouble by being too nosy right away.

We didn’t get priority TSA treatment, but the line was pretty short. We did have someone in front of us who had to get a bottle of hand lotion and conditioner thrown out into the garbage. I was wanded due to lumps on my thighs, no not saddle bags due to being overweight, but my support stocking seams. Don’t you wonder if a garter belt shows off on the scanners? Steve’s carry on bag had to be inspected. Seems my electric converters and Steve’s extra fly rod caused an issue.

We finally found our gate, and then went upstairs to the lounge. Qatar doesn’t have its own lounge at JFK, they share the British Airways Lounge. It’s very nice. There are two separate seating areas. A children’s area, with videos and toys to play with. I had to wait a while to take the picture as there was a staff member watching the cartoon!

There was a spa area that was not manned. No massage for us this morning! To the left is the shower area.

Of course, I inspected it for you! Although the door stated ‘Occupied”, I promise you it wasn’t! Now off to check out the Ladies Room.

Ladies room had everything you might need.

There was even a changing area, for the diaper set.

There was a well stocked self service bar area.

There was also a pub, for those that might prefer a cold beer at eight in the morning!On the left past the peaceful water fountain was the breakfast bar; oatmeal, cold cereal and various pastries were available. There was a nice machine for me to get a cappuccino. I ended up drinking two!

Here is Steve enjoying his breakfast. Next stop Doha! See you in at least 12 hours.