It is a real honour to feature this travel highlight entry from Sarah Jane Butfield:
Stepping off the aeroplane my face, cool from the flight was bathed in the warm breeze from the Indian ocean as the aeroplane fuel fumes confused my senses. A shuttle bus awaited us for transit to the sea planes. The intense noise of the sea planes engines made conversation impossible. No words were needed. Looking through the tiny windows the islands resembled stepping stones in a turquoise pool, the beaches forming halos around them. Landing in Kuredu, I was swept off my feet by a Maldivian man and like a movie scene he carefully placed me down in paradise.
Stepping off the aeroplane my face, cool from the flight was bathed in the warm breeze from the Indian ocean as the aeroplane fuel fumes confused my senses. A shuttle bus awaited us for transit to the sea planes. The intense noise of the sea planes engines made conversation impossible. No words were needed. Looking through the tiny windows the islands resembled stepping stones in a turquoise pool, the beaches forming halos around them. Landing in Kuredu, I was swept off my feet by a Maldivian man and like a movie scene he carefully placed me down in paradise.
 | Author Sarah Jane Butfield was born in Ipswich, and raised in rural Suffolk, UK. She is a wife, mother, ex-qualified nurse and now an internationally published author. Sarah Jane loves to connect with her readers so feel free to connect with her on Twitter @SarahJanewrites or Facebook at facebook.com/AuthorSarahJaneButfield |
