i don't know if i can talk about my time in the andaman islands without using a load of cliches. but here it goes... in havelock, the island, i found a safe haven in what has been my closest experience to staying in a tourist beach resort. bamboo huts on stilts, by the beach, with enclosed bathrooms with the sky for a roof. the complex' restaurant serving delicious meals was the setting for new friendships that were established soon after my arrival. and with these new companions, i went on first time adventures like snorckeling in coral reefs - it was the first time i saw the bottom of the ocean, a new world opening up to me! - and bicycle rides across the island, through narrow roads sided my rice fields from which children waved shouting their hellos as we went past.i felt happy and truly on holiday. ah, finally, the good life...
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