We managed to check in on-line with SriLankan Airways, but only by borrowing the resort's computer. The tablet refused to operate the control which showed seating in different parts of the plane, and all the window seats in the zone it was stuck on were unavailable. The phone browser couldn't get that far, the 'continue' button for logging in was masked by special offer adverts. Luckily not only did the resort's browser function perfectly, but we were able to get pairs of window and aisle seats on both flights and print our boarding passes.
I had a brainwave about fish photography. What we needed was bait. What we had was a paper wrapper with crumbs adhering to it. The wrapper had surrounded a bun purloined from breakfast. I wrapped it around a piece of coral and secured it tightly with a rubber band. Out we waded to the sandy lead through the atoll where the fish congregated. Then, camera ready, I dropped it in the water. Immediately it hit the bottom, it was set upon by hordes of fish, and in no time the whole thing was carried off in the mouth of a particularly avaricious black specimen. But the taste must have lingered in the water and for five minutes or so the area was overrun by fish. I eventually retrieved the piece of coral with the rubber band still tight around it, but of the paper wrapper there was no trace, let alone any bun crumbs. The camera turned out to have had only room for one photo, but the spectacle will remain in our memories.
As we sat with gin and tonics at the bar at sunset, a six foot long reef shark silently glided beneath the decking we were sat on. What a great way to end a holiday.
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