Smug in the sun

Blimey, looks like we timed our rather nice Maldives trip well, looking at the endless wet weather reports for dear old Blighty.
Ok, so the trip didn't exactly start well, which will make anyone reading this at home feel better.
Firstly, I get to Gatwick and realise Oyster doesn't go that far even though it's called London Frigging Gatwick. Go to pay the extra and get smacked with a twenty quid fine deity my best blogging efforts. Train nazis.
Then the very nice bit. H who has been struggling to come up with a first anniversary prezzie goes all out and upgrades us to Club, so he can give me the boarding pass as my paper gift. Good effort the boy! And my how disappointed he will be when I hand over the far smaller but plenty of thought that went into it gift from me on the 13th!
Very sadly though the upgrade to Club gave rise to the biggest disaster of the trip, as I put iPad in the little floor tray, vertically sticking up flush to the wall panel, then made the chair go flat to get some kip, heard a grinding noise through the earplugs but carried on, and yes of course on landing discovered a totally trashed and broken bit of meal and glass, no longer reassembling the toy to keep me entertained on a desert island for 11 days, more a lump of defunct electronic gristle. Oh dear oh dear. Bye bye ipaddy.
Having stopped crying over spilled apps, we then hit Maldives arrivals security and the final disaster happened. The 4 lovely bottles of booze we had bought in Gatwick, with our boarding passes clearly indicating where we were flying to, got confiscated by the Muslim mafia. No warning from our travel agent or gatwick. No chance of getting them back and no idea that they go so far as to ban the stuff, when it's sold on all islands. Aaaaaaaaaaaaah. How gutted?
So guess how much it is to buy alcohol on Baros? Yes a mere 100 dollars, yes 100 not 10, for 1 litre of shit Gordon's gin. Still I guess it's probably halved the calories we would have consumed, as well as quartering the fun we might have had! Am still trying not to pine over the 2 bottles of tanqueray that are no more.
Anyway it is gorgeous here. Once I got over the first three hours of thinking what the hell am I going to do here with no iPad as it had books etc all loaded and ready to go, I managed to grab Hs brand new iPad from him and discover the resort book swap, or steal, as it is in my case. Phew.
More later, off to chase sharks and rays and try and find the turtle that every other guest seems to have found so far, bar us x