Newark Airport, Classified February 23, 2018

Well we made it to the airport! We left the house about 4:30. The traffic was heavy, and it was raining on and off. We were very happy that it was not snowing. Then it would have been even slower. It took us 2 hours and 15 minutes. It seemed even longer. We were happy to have used a car service. No driving in the rain, and schlepping bags from the car park.

We checked our bags and got through pre check with out too much of a line. When we flew here another time the line went from downstairs to upstairs. This time it took us only about 10 minutes.

Since I was leading us we found the restaurant with out much problem. You enter through the restaurant called Saison. At the greeter station you announce your name, they look it up on the touch screen and you are escorted in. Through the restaurant we go. Through the secret door in the back of Saison. Then you see the sign for Classified. You also see the ladies bag who was behind us. I had to take the pictures quickly. The Restaurant is small. It only seats about 34 people. Not just anyone can get a reservation . There must be a special algorithm, and since I am a social media blogger of world renown (if only in my own special world!) I got the invitation. I tried to log into the website using Steve’s frequent flyer information, but was rejected! The waiter told us that he thought that selection was random. This information did not appeal to my vanity. If you used your United credit card and were the primary user you would get 20 % off

the bill not including tax and tip. Of course I left Steve’s United Credit card at home! However the very nice server told me if I tried to enter Steve’s frequent flyer account number I should get the discount. Will it work? Read on to find out!We were given an amuse bouche of something, that was quite tasty. It might have been artichoke on bruschetta. Since the restaurant is behind security lines, the knife was plastic. The fork was metal. Ordering was via touch screen. It took some getting used to. They requested you input your bar code from your boarding pass. It wouldn’t take the screen shot of our boarding pass bar code, even the server couldn’t get it to work. Finally I used my United App. That worked, and you can see what we ordered and that I got the discount! Yay! I love my discounts. Steve thought it was a pain, but I told him my $12.90 saving was worth it to me. I thought we were going to have a nice quiet evening in the restaurant. Ha ha. Of course a well behaved family sat next to us. Unfortunately well behaved families lead to absolutely no good dirt, or snark. And that’s why you read the blog, correct?

We each got a Caesar Salad. Steve got chicken as he is supposed to keep his beef levels down due to his hemochromatosis. I got the steak, as I love my red meat.

Medical lesson time. Hemochromatosis is the condition where your body stores iron. If you store too much iron you need to get blood removed from your body. They have to throw the blood away, it can’t be donated. Most females of child bearing age don’t have this problem, because, well , you know why. Steve shouldn’t eat iron enriched cereals, and he is not supposed to cook with cast iron pans.

Dessert were chocolates. Steve liked his, I was hoping he would take a bite and then give me the rest, but he ate all his. Insert grumpy face. Here is the proof that Steve got to be in the restaurant. This is the bathroom that I only peeked into. Steve had minor issues trying to find his way out of the restaurant. He was supposed to go-right, but he can’t see in the dark. He was lucky I was there to guide him out. I must admit that it was very dark. However due to my superior sense of direction and good memory I remembered that we needed to go right at the end of the hallway. This was the menu board at Saison. It was pretty much the same as Classified. Classified had dimmer lighting and no loud music playing. I enjoyed my dinner. Have you been invited to Classified yet? What did you think?

The Point, Saranac Lake NY August 6, 2010

Steve and I are not on my Excellent Adventures all the time, so I think I am going to have to go back to my vault of memories for other adventures that we have gone on. I don’t want to risk losing any of my 40 followers, do I?

I had heard of the Point in Saranac Lake for years. It was listed as a five star property in the Mobil Travel Guide as one of the top properties in the United States to travel to. It had been outside of our price point, but as Steve moved up the corporate ladder, I insisted on a treat for our 31st anniversary. He had made the mistakes of telling me to make plans…so I decided to see if there were any openings. Yay, there were!

So we loaded up the car and were off. The Point is a little over four and a half hours from our house. The majority of the trip is on the Thruway and the Northway. The last bit on secondary roads, seemed to take forever. The Point is a former Great Camp of William Avery Rockefeller II. It was completed in 1933, and was named Wonundra meaning “big rock” an Australian Aborigine word. In 2007 a group of investors bought the property and turned it into a resort that could host 22 guests at a time.

I was really excited about going, Steve not so much. The dress code was black tie on Wednesday and Saturday nights. Steve does not like to wear black tie at all. I love a formal look, especially my man at the end of the evening with his bow tie untied.

After following the expert directions we arrived at the call box where we announced ourselves. The gates were opened and we entered the grounds. The year before we arrived strong storms had hit the area causing a loss of old trees. The trees were replanted but Steve thought the grounds were especially spoilt. I not so much.

We were met and right away we were given a glass of champagne. What a way to start your stay! We given a tour of the grounds. It was a pretty expansive tour and by the time we were brought to our small cottage “Lookout” all our bags had been unpacked! Talk about service! The room was lovely. It had a king size bed, fireplace and great seating to look out at the lake.

The door to the left hid the bathroom and the door to the right was for the closet. I love a bed with lots of pillows, especially if I don’t have to make it, or get it ready for the evening!

We were informed that an unusual guest would be staying at The Point that weekend. The name of the guest was M. One name. M. was unusual in that during the day M.dressed as a man, and from cocktail time on as a woman. Okay, this was going to be interesting! We were told about M. as one time a guest remarked to M.at lunch that they had met his sister the prior night at dinner. After that guests were given a heads up!

Later that evening we all gathered for cocktails around a pool table and mingled, “Where are you from? Have you ever been here before? Etc. etc. I noticed a small woman with dark hair and and a white sheer organza blouse with a black bra underneath. Was this the famous M? I didn’t get a chance to talk as she disappeared before I got a closer look.

We were then called in to the great room for dinner. Two big round tables were set up, and you could sit where ever you desired. Now this picture shows the Black tie crowd. I probably dressed nicely, but definitely not black tie for Friday night. Steve and I chatted with each other and then I saw a woman in a pink confection similar to an outfit that as a child I would have had my Barbie doll wear. Sparkly, skirt poofed out to there with lots of crinoline, it was a five year old’s dream dress!

“That dress is gorgeous” I related to Steve! “I’m going to go talk to her!”

“No, you may not!” Steve was definitely unsettled. Although he knew that he was fighting a losing battle. There would be no stopping Linda on a mission! I considered his remarks, and swiftly turned away from Steve and went off to confront Ms. Pink Frou Frou.

“Hi, I’m Linda, that has got to be the most amazing dress I have ever seen! Is it couture?

“I’m M., no it’s not couture, but I did have it designed for me”, and so the chatting begun.

“Where are you from?”

“Japan.”

(That’s a long way to travel.)

“How many times have you been here?”

“Seven this year.”

(Oh my. That’s a really long trip, and with that frequency. There must be a back story somewhere!)

“Well are you an actress or something? How can you afford to come from Japan that often?”

“A very wealthy woman adopted me.’

“Oh.”

And so it went on. Steve gradually approached and joined in the conversation.

Of course I arranged that we ended up sitting next to M. at dinner. Poor Steve, I don’t think that I ended up talking much to him all dinner. The conversation with M. was fascinating and varied, although I got annoyed when M. thought the US military were stationed in too many places. I think he thought “Yankee go home!The next morning we had our breakfast, and M. saw me and said “Good Morning!” It was difficult to reconcile the gentleman with short hair, a turtleneck, scarf and sunglasses as the woman I chatted with all night long! I am afraid I was a little bit curt, I had problems reconciling that M. as a male was still M. as a female!The Point had beautiful electric wooden boats that you could be given a tour of the lake. We did that and it was lots of fun. The location was really gorgeous and very quiet.

Lunch was held al fresco, but in an elegantly casual way.

There were bars everywhere. You stay included all your meals and all that you would wish to drink. Here is the bar by the fire pit. We were told the story that one night a group got a little too tipsy around the roaring fire. One of the guests was a male hand model. He got up from his Adirondack chair, tripped and fell into the fire. Lucky for him, he landed on his back and his hands were not singed. His NorthFace jacked was unfortunately destroyed. The next morning a new jacket was left for him at his door! Amazing service by staff! The event seemed to me a little bit too much like a Seinfeld episode!

Near the fire pit was a lean to. Here we have a bunch of happy winter hikers. During the summer you could sleep outside if you wanted to. One of the couples there that weekend did so. Piled high with cosy furs, pillows and blankets, it looked really decadent. I’m not to sure where the nearest bathroom was however!

During our stay I took some pictures, but unfortunately all my personal pictures from our stay have disappeared. I am going to make a public service announcement and remind people to print out some of your cell phone pictures before they get lost in the storage cloud!

One of the most popular rooms to stay in was “The Boathouse”. This was also the most expensive. Often it was booked a year in advance. It has been winterized, previously it was only available seasonally.

Here is another view. If we were to ever return, this is where I would want to stay.

By now it was Saturday night and it was time to dress up. It looks like this group is having a rollicking good time. I had mentioned that all my pictures have disappeared. These pictures are all form the website of The Point. If you want to make a reservation you can go to their website here. ThePointSaranac.com

Unfortunately we had two investment bankers and their spouses staying Saturday night. They did not know each other, but there did seem to be a case of “whose dick is bigger?”Conversations settled on number of Super Bowls attended, along with World Series attendance and whose box was closer to the field. One of the guys, although he had been a guest at The Point several times prior, refused to dress for dinner. In fact he remarked that he was thinking about wearing his scuba gear at dinner instead of the shorts and t-shirt he was wearing! The other gentleman was married to a woman that I thought was a professional in her prior life. Nails out to here, and bosoms fully inflated, she was a sight.

After the first course at dinner, we heard lots of scratching and yelping. Investment Banker One’s dogs had escaped and were circling madly in the dining room. I was horrified! This is just not right! The dogs were corralled by staff and locked in their rooms again. Second course, and the dogs escaped again!

It was unfortunately a bad evening. I abhor rudeness, and these guys had it in spades, between the oneupmanship and the out of control dogs. The ex-hooker wife would have been interesting, but she was the silent type. M. wasn’t sitting next to me, and Steve was silent as he hates investment bankers, so I didn’t get a chance to chat much.

After dinner we returned to the fire pit where we snuggled under blankets in our Adirondack chairs and had truffle popcorn. We had a delightful conversation around the fire – thankfully the investment bakers were the only rude people around and they hadn’t joined the group at the fire pit.We made sure to get out of our chairs carefully at the end of the evening.Life was looking a little bit better.

The next morning we had breakfast on our deck and got ready to leave. Our bags were loaded into the car, with a box lunch and a beautiful tapestry pillow to remind us of our weekend.

The next day we got a phone call from the management inquiring about our stay. I mentioned how out of control the dinner was with the dogs running wild. I also asked if sometimes they told guests that they were all booked, so unruly guests wouldn’t return. Unfortunately, you can’t run a business that way, you need to accept all your guests. We ended up getting a letter a few days later offering us a complimentary future night’s stay. Unfortunately for me, Steve doesn’t want to go back. Too far, too much money, black tie on Saturday night, etc.etc.etc!

Was their any fishing you ask? No, Steve didn’t not bring any equipment with him. This was to be a Linda centered vacation. Since then, all of our vacations have tried to include fishing for Steve. I am not stupid.

Since our stay, The Point went into financial difficulty. The financial group that ran the property defaulted on their multi million dollar loans. The Point was purchased by a couple with deep pockets who had been guests numerous times and loved the place. From their website, it looks much the same as when we were there. Perhaps Steve will have a weak moment and agree to have us return for a stay. Here’s hoping that the new owners will accept my one night’s stay for free coupon!

Como Maalisfushi, Tuesday January 16, 2018 A very rainy day!

I am going to start out today by wishing Steve’s and my son, E a very happy birthday. He turned 28 today! That means I am very much middle aged! Steve, is a year younger than I am, but he is catching up to me!

No breakfast pictures today, as you have probably already seen them all. Here is a picture an artfully rolled up towel and my ginger tea that I brought back from the spa. Steve went to the spa today to have a taksu massage. It involved deep tissue and also some stretching. No where near as painful as a Thai massage.

I have decided to post some beautiful pictures from Instagram and the resort’s Facebook pages. This is the sea plane and dock. Look at that beautiful water. I’m not sure if @con_fession uses filters or not, but it is a gorgeous picture!

This is one of the spas treatment rooms. I didn’t have one of the bath treatments, nor did I get to sit in one of the chairs. Guess I’ll have to come back next year.

Our room never had the doors open to the outside like this room. We like air conditioning too much. I wonder if the photographer of this room bumped his head on the light fixture.

Looks like the couple that stayed in this room, opened the doors all the way, and didn’t have junk strewn all over.

I couldn’t take this picture as I would have fallen into the Indian Ocean. I’m not sure how they were able to take it!

Steve and I decided to have lunch at Thia. Here is Steve trying to nab a bread stick before I took the picture! Bad Steve! You know you have to wait until the picture is taken! We shared a pizza and a Caesar salad. The salad was not as good as yesterday’s, as it had Green Goddess dressing, and too many anchovies! And here I was commenting the other day that I didn’t come all the way to the Maldives for pizza! No pictures, as I forgot to take them!

We were going to hang out at the beach by the pool after lunch, but it started to sprinkle. So back to the villa where we watched the rainstorm. It was our only rainy day. We heard some people went in their plunge pool during the storm. We’ll have to do that next time also!

For dinner we were going to join A and S at the Japanese Restaurant. They promised to take us under their wing and choose food that we would enjoy. We started with the bottle of Tattinger that was the gift of our travel agent. Thank you Linaratravel.com

A and S ordered us some canapés. Fried oyster, raw tuna tacos, and endame. They were all very good. Steve doesn’t like oysters so he skipped his. We went inside to watch the chefs in action. I only asked a few questions. I had heard that you are supposed to sit down, shut up and just eat what the chef wants to give you. These guys were very friendly. The gentleman on the left is from Nepal, he speaks many languages.

Here is a little video for you.

A beautiful tuna presentation. Steve and I didn’t eat this at the fish was raw. Not sure why we would eat the tuna taco and not this. Maybe because the tuna taco was more like a ceviche.

All sorts of stuff go into making the sushi. I don’t remember what any of it was besides rice, sea weed and fish.

Let’s watch some more of my movie. Do you think I can get a job in Hollywood? Ha ha! Chef was making an avocado roll. You can hear S in the background asking if Steve and I were getting tempura.

This fish looked like salmon, but it wasn’t. It was Kingfish.

For people who wanted their fish cooked for the Nigori, it was blowtorched. They did this for the beef also.

Presentation all done.

A lot of shaping was involved.

The first course that Steve and I had while A and S had their sashimi was tempura. We love Tempura.

I’m not sure what was in these, we didn’t eat them either.

These were orders all set to go to some of the diners’ tables. We were the only ones at the Sushi Bar, every one else was eating outside.

Our entree was something that looked like chicken fried rice. It was good. I wish I could remember what it was called so I could order it elsewhere. S highly recommended the green tea ice cream. It was light and refreshing. I am going to look for it in the ice cream section at the grocery store when we come back home. I had it in a dish, I also only had one scoop. I was hoping not to gain weight this trip.

Steve and S had it in cones. You could get three flavors of ice cream if you wanted to, or all three of the same flavor.

A had the blueberry dessert. I would have tried some of his if I had known him one more day. We left A and S to go to the bar, Steve and I went back to our room. I think that A subsidized our meal. It was very sweet of them to do so. They wanted us to have a good experience at a Japanese restaurant, and we did!

That’s all for Tuesday. Tomorrow is Wednesday, and that is the day that we leave. Sob!

Como Maalifushi Saturday January 13, 2018 Steve fishes, I do a Thai Massage

Good Morning! The posts will probably go faster now that I have covered the details of the grounds, spa and rooms. We won’t have many dinner pictures as they were all al fresco except for the dinner that you will read about on the 16th. I still have four days to cover until then, so hold on!

I had the full English breakfast on Saturday. This time the bacon was extra crispy as requested. We still haven’t gotten a Rosti as good as the ones at Blanket Bay in Glenorchy, New Zealand.

Steve had a dish that you would never get in a diner in the United States for breakfast. Obviously, some people thought this would be a great dish for breakfast as it was on the menu!

I though that you might be amused by these salt and pepper dishes. They crystals were so large, that you couldn’t get your food properly seasoned.

I decided to take a stroll to the gardens to observe. I was a wee bit scared to get too close to the vegetables and decided to head to the beach for a rest. This was the beach at 11:00 a.m. I remember posting on instagram saying “where is everybody?”

Soon 12:45 rolled around and it was time for me to head back to the spa for a Thai Massage. I had a Thai Massage once in Washington D.C.. It was somewhat uncomfortable, but my back and shoulders are still so tight, that I thought the stretching might help me. I was given a beautiful set of Thai pajamas to wear. This is the last time I would look so happy, until my massage was over. How was it? Let’s just say that massage did start with a soothing foot soak. Then we moved to the cushion on the floor. Unfortunately I can not lie face down for longer than five minutes before my neck and shoulders starts rebelling. So I moved to the massage table, where my head could stay cradled. The therapist did a lot of stretching. There are no oils, in a Thai massage, just firm stokes of the hand, wrist, elbows and knees. Then she asked me to flip over and lie on the floor. More stretching of body parts, that didn’t really want to go where she was trying to put them! My 90 minutes of treatment ended and I was free to go. I had originally thought to have another massage on Sunday, but we agreed that my body was going to be really sore the next day and maybe another massge would not be a good idea.

So while I had my spa treatment what was Steve doing. Well, Steve was fishing, while his guide Craig, had what is called mechanicals. Now every boat owner knows that the first day you buy your boat is the best day, and the second best day is when you sell it. There might be some good days in between when you have a great day fishing. The worst are days are mechanicals, when something goes wrong with the boat. Now Steve and the kids used to play a board game when the kids were young called ‘Fishing Time”. Most cards said, “Nice fish, two pounds, throw it in the live well. The greatest was when in you would draw a card that said that you caught the biggest fish of the day, and the game was over. Playing Fishing Time you would draw a card almost every fifth time-Go to Cranky Hank’s, which was the boat repair shop. Steve’s new boat has worked out pretty well so far but his last boat went to Cranky Hank’s too often.

Here is the pipe fish that Steve caught on his second day. Steve likes to see his fish pictures, so to make him happy I will post this one again.

Steve caught two of these yellow lipped Emperor fish. Isn’t this a beautiful fish?

In between Steve catching a fish or two, the boat motor would stall every three to five seconds. Craig surmised that “dirty fuel” was the problem. Steve thought that maybe the octane level was incorrect. No, “dirty fuel’ meant fuel that actually had sticks and grass and other junk in it. This totally screwed up the engine and Steve would not be able to go out the next day.

Steve also got a immature peacock grouper , and and another immature peacock grouper..

This picture of the fish on top is of the immature peacock grouper. The mature peacock grouper is on the bottom. They are mirror images of themselves. The adults are quite territorial and would drive the young away if they had the same colors. By looking differently as young, they are not driven away by the adults. Steve also got a lyretail grouper, but I haven’t gotten a picture of that fish yet.

While Steve fished, I rested under the Sala.

For dinner Saturday night, we decided to have a drink and watch the sunset at the bar in the Japanese restaurant, Tai. I ordered a drink that sounded right up my alley, and that looked delicious. Unfortunately it was the saltiest drink imaginable. The bar tender tried to doctor it up for me by adding sugar, but I don’t think anything would have saved it! We met a lovely couple at the bar, and had fun talking to them. They live in Dubai and also Vancouver. I had asked them about flying Emirates and Etihad, and had they ever flown in the Apartment or Residence. These are the super first class seats of those airlines, you know, the ones with the showers, and cost tens of thousand of dollars to be in. They had! Well by now, you know I was just about vibrating. I was so excited to meet actual people who had flown in these seats. They just about broke my heart when they said that the flights weren’t really that special, and a waste of money. You know me, I was hoping we would be able to see each other again the next day, I wanted to hear more stories. This was Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous in Real Life! I joked with them that Steve would be slipping them a $20 bill for telling me that the seats were not anything special, and that the Business Class seats on Qatar that we were flying were really quite nice.

Here is a picture of the sunset. People were holding the parasols so they wouldn’t be bothered by the glare. Every few minutes they would peak around the parasol and pose for selfies.

The fish were circling under the restaurant and I had to jump up to video them. I did a lot of jumping around this vacation!

I am a little leery of Japanese food. I didn’t enjoy the experience at Gili Lankanfushi at all. I have been to Japanese restaurants where they put on quite the show, with knives flying and food being tossed into pockets, hats and plates. I ordered the tempura udon soup.Steve had fried dumplings as his starter.

For dinner I had the very American grilled lamb chops with mashed potatoes and shaved apple. Have you ever eaten mashed potatoes with chop sticks? I challenge you to do so!

Steve had fried rice with wagyu beef with an egg on top. For dessert we had ice cream cones. Then off to bed, we had a big day of nothing to do but relax as the boat was busted and Steve couldn’t go fishing anymore.

Enough for now. Next post will be Sunday. Maybe you’ll get to explore a beautiful yacht.

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Como Maalifushi Friday January 12, 2018 Dhoni Boat

Part of our arranged packaged was a sunset cruise in a Dhoni boat at Como Maalifushi. You have previously seen pictures of the dhoni boat floating calmly in the water at each of our resorts. When we arrived at the resort our itinerary only showed champagne and canapés at sunset on the beach. While Steve was off fishing and before I did my spa treatments I inquired about the discrepancy. I had brought confirmations with me in case there was a problem, and although the current packages from our travel agent as of the first of the year do not include a sunset dhoni cruise we would get one after all. So it was arranged that Friday evening would be the time of our cruise.

We arrived promptly at the beach at six, in order to board the dhoni. The marine biologist showed us to the boat. I was thinking about wearing a dress or long skirt for this festive occasion, but decided on my black Chico’s travelers pants. It was a good choice as we needed to wade to the boat to board it!

So here we are, reclining in our dhoni. Vacation hair at it’s finest!

So long Como Maalifushi! I hope that we return in time for dinner!

Here is our bottle of Tattinger, and the canapés that I had ordered.

Here is our captain, adjusting the sails. Like every sail boat that we have been on we ended up motoring most of the way as we always seem to be becalmed.

More boat rigging.

Bored captain.

Me showing how shallow the boat was. I think it was about six inches deep. I have a wee bit of anxiety and was constantly trying to tell my self, “Stay in the boat, do not jump over the side. This will be over by seven.”

Here you also see my three carat fake diamond ring. When traveling not only do I like to stay at places nicer than my house, I like to wear big diamonds. I got this one at Home Goods/Marshalls.

Now our captain was getting even more bored. I think he was checking the cricket box scores.

The sun was starting to get lower and we started to turn around and head back. Our Tattinger and canapés remained untouched.

“Steve, do you think you should ask the captain if we should open the champagne?” I was nervous about this, as every time we adjusted ourselves on our cushions the boat rocked.

Yes yes. Can’t you dolts tell that I am busy with the boat? This is something that I spoke with management after the cruise. If the marine biologist at the launch had told us to serve ourselves we would have. We were waiting for instructions.

So what was inside the containers? Fried vegetarian spring rolls with Saucy Susan sauce.

Cheese, nuts, fruit and bread. And of course the Tattinger’s.Here is my he man. He is giving me quite the saucy look isn’t he?

Sun going down even more.

Selfie with our captain. I really need to do something about those age spots.

Saucy thoughts over, Steve contemplates all of the beautiful fish that he caught. He is also thinking about the next days fishing.

In case we would have problems this boat would have rescued us.

Safely back to the resort, Steve says lets go to dinner!

Alright, alright. I will pose for another picture.

When we got off the boat, we met a family of Canadians who were inquiring about the dhoni boat ride. They were enjoying their last sunset. They had a long way home tomorrow! They had been at Como Maalifushi for two weeks. Two adults and two teenagers. The daughter looked happy, the son looked like he was eager to get home to his friends. Imagine their bill!

I told them all about it, and then mentioned the couple I saw earlier getting their pictures taken with all sorts of poses. So here I am with my fancy posing of us with a half empty bottle of Tattinger. Steve looks so happy and relaxed.

I had to do one last pose of us kissing. The gentleman taking the picture said “That was more like you kissing him!” He was right! I’m a tad aggressive! I do need to work on the gut sucking in, and proper bottle turn for optimal label placement, though!

The dhoni all ready for the next day’s excursions.

Goodbye last rays of the sun.

The Madi Restaurant all lit up at dinner. It was really romantic.

That night Madi had a special seafood buffet dinner. We ate from the regular menu as we didn’t feel like paying the $65 per person up-charge. I took a picture for you of the seafood, it did look really good!

Last photo of the day was Steve letting one of his fish swim away to be caught another day. That was the beautiful bluefin trevally.

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Como Maalifushi Thursday Evening January 11, 2018 Cocktail Party and Dinner

After Steve and I showered and changed we headed off to the weekly Cocktail party. We crossed the jetty from the mainland towards sunset, and the interior of the atoll.

This cozy spot was where you lounge about waiting for the ferry to take you to the sea plane on departure day. I think this place manages to stretch out your relaxation as long as possible! Of course, if you wanted to hang out there anyway, you certainly could!

On the way to the party we saw where staff had set up a dinner on the beach for one lucky couple. Although it could have been just for show, so that the cocktail guests would think “hmm, this looks delightful, darling lets arrange this for ourselves”! At $500 per couple, this too could happen!

Steve veered me away from the private dinner so we could join the cocktail party and meet some of the other guests. But first a view of the spread. I did not sample any one them, so I can’t tell you what they were or how they tasted!

Here are more of the canapés waiting to be eaten by the guests.

Besides beer, wine, and soda there was a gin based drink that was available. I was going to go for it, but decided on a coke instead. It was the first soda that I had all vacation.

Here is Steve talking to Gunnar, he was in charge of the 68 foot yacht on property. He was trying to convince Steve to go out deep sea fishing with him one day. Gunnar was scrolling through pictures on his phone to entice Steve. Steve prefers to go fly fishing instead. Maybe later in the trip I’ll show you pictures of the boat from the brochure in our room and give you prices.

The sun was starting to set, this looked like a promising start to our week here at Como Maalifushi. I had my own canopy and plunge pool, Steve caught some fish on his first day out; all we were missing was to meet some interesting people.

There seemed to be a lot more staff to guest interaction that guest guest so we left the party to go to dinner. The staff did a great job of explaining all the different excursions you could go on. These were snorkeling with turtles, rays or whale sharks , private guided snorkeling of the reef, sunset dhoni cruise, and deep sea fishing on the yacht to name a few.

We said goodbye to the private dinner and made our way to Madi, the main restaurant. Would we ever drink from a bottle of Tattinger on the beach?

All meals, except for breakfast start out with a cool towel. I think none at breakfast as it is usually cooler in the morning and most guests haven’t gotten a chance to work up a sweat yet.

No pictures of dinner, the light was really poor. This was dessert. I must have managed to bring one of the candles closer so you could make out the shininess of the chocolate sauce.

Steve insisted I turn the dessert around so you could see the pretty fruit that accompanied the cake. The chocolate sauce doesn’t look as shiny in this picture so I have decided to bore you with two pictures. Now I had a bit of a problem understanding the dessert. It was called six texture chocolate cake. I thought it was going to be a layered cake. Instead it tasted like a flan with chocolate sauce poured on top. Perhaps there were six different types of chocolate used in the creation.

After dinner we were presented with two chocolates and two mint jellies.

We arranged for a buggy back to the villa. I was not one to walk when I could get a ride. As we neared the Japanese Restaurant across form our villa we heard a lot of splashing. The fish gather here to be fed scraps from the restaurant. The beige fish is a nurse shark. The other fish are bluefin trevally.

I already posted this video on Facebook and Instagram, but if you haven’t seen it already enjoy!

Next post will be on Friday’s adventures. I am glad that some of you have figured out how to show some love and make comments! Ta ta and Cheerio!

Gili Lankanfushi January 8, 2018 It’s Monday!

Time to get up and start our day! Looking at the Instagram postings for Gili Lankanfushi I found this picture…

Whoa! What a beautiful pool! I didn’t recall seeing it anyway on property and thought I would ask one of the servers at breakfast how I could find it!

After my fortifying juice shooter, I inquired.

Well Madame, I am sorry to but that will not be possible.

How so? Please break it to me gently. Yes, I am sitting down now, you can tell me.

“Perhaps you might like to see if you Rosti and two egg mozzarella, mushroom, spring onion and pepper omelette is to your satisfaction first. ”

It’s “varah Meeru’, very tasty. The picture is from the Residence, and it is fully booked! Oh well.

I guess I will just have to satisfy myself with some of the fruit from the buffet.

The fruit was just so pretty that I couldn’t stay disappointed for long.

Maybe I’ll just have some more fruit from the fruit chef and go on with my day.

Look, things are looking up, Steve saw the lounger under pool canopy was empty, and we could sit there for a spell!

Now how do you say, “I am so happy?’

I could sit here and look at the boats, listen to the bubbler all day long!

Would Mr. and Mrs. Lant like a towel, some ice water, sun lotion and two bread sticks while you enjoy the shade and the view? But of course, we would!

Alas, all good things come to and end and it was time for use to get our snorkeling briefing by the resident Marine Biologist. No pictures of the pretty fish again, but we did see several different species and we even saw an octopus! There were three others with us on our expedition; the tennis instructor and two guys. I asked them where they were from. Guest C said Columbia, and Guest E said England. “Where did you meet I inquired? ” ‘Ibiza!”

Of course I asked them if they knew Gary Goldsmith the uncle of the Dutchess of Doolittle. Will and Kate had vacationed there several times. The house has been nicknamed “Chateau Bang-Bang”! Alas, they knew nothing of what I was talking about, and you probably don’t either. Guest E took some pictures of Steve and I snorkeling, but we never met up with them again. So the cute pictures of Mr. and Mrs. Lant are probably deleted.

We headed back to the Over Water Bar for lunch. There was a very interesting cocktail on the menu board. What are the odds that I would order one?

It was called the Kaashi Cocktail. Fresh coconut water, rum, Midori, Amaretto and pineapple juice. Yummy!

We had more delicious bread.

I ordered a pizza, with ground beef, mushroom and pepper.

Steve had some kind of stir fry.

Of course when we left the Over Water Bar (which I seem to have been incorrectly calling Over the Sea, or Over The Water Bar), my hat flew off and Steve had to rescue it for me! My Hero!

While we were snorkeling my favorite spot at the pool was taken. We were never able to claim it again unfortunately, as a new family of lounge hogs took over. They left their gear there even when they were lounging in the sun on different loungers and while they were at lunch! I was very disturbed, but Steve remarked that the didn’t find the low cushions under the canopy that comfortable. I ended up calming down eventually the more that I studied the family. The father was in his 60’s, the wife was in her 40’s and extremely scrawny, there was a young boy we thought was six, who the older gentleman was extremely affectionate toward, and then there was a 40 year old man who might have been the older man’s son from his first wife. We have seen that type of family on a number of our trips. I never quite figure out who the lady belongs to. However as she rarely sits near the younger man, I have decided that she is with the older guy. Anyway, that is my intrigue for the day. I never did find out who they were, who was with whom and where they were staying. I deduced that they weren’t at The Residence as the little boy would likely want to be in that pool and on the slide every day.

No more about Monday, we had more caviar at dinner on Steve’s tuna tartare, and we had chocolate with raspberry sorbet for dessert. What can be better than that?

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