A welcoming sight of green, trees, paved paths and thatched huts in the distance greeted us. We were told that this is really indeed paradise, and I managed to process that this is where I am going to be living for the next nine months. The car rove up the cobbled path to the biggest building, which had a roof made out of pleated bamboo leaves. Inside I could see a couple of people sitting, my boss and supposedly the managers of the resort, waiting for me to arrive. I felt an enormous relief as I stepped out of the van. The luggage was whisked away to its various destinations, my backpack was taken from my sweating and aching shoulders and a cold coconut was placed in my hands. Is it possible that paradise does exist?
Of course, as soon as I was settled at the bar making the first introductions and drinking my coconut, a raincloud with pouring rain came over. I waited in the main restaurant until the main rains have passed, and then set out of a tour of the property. The restaurant is a 15x15m square structure, with white cement beems supporting wooden poles. The roof itself is made out of their traditionally braided palm leaves, giving the entire room a jungle vibe. Big white orbs hang gently in the breeze, which will light the restaurant with a calming yellowish light in the evenings.
Once the rain had stopped, I was lead to my little beach front bungalow room. The first in a row of bungalows, it has a little porch with some comfortable chairs, a double bed with an overhanging mosquito net, a set of cupboards and a bathroom tucked away in the back. Luckily, my luggage is 70% dive gear, so I do not need much space for my belongings.
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