After several failed attempts to take a dream vacation with my man, I end up going to the Maldive Islands with a girlfriend. Since the travel agency would not refund our money back, I told my husband that I would not let a good chunk of change go to waste. Plus I cannot take one more day of suicide weather in Paris...Low, wet and grey skies with no end in sight. Most of Paris has left for the mountains. Moi, give me a beach with crystal azure water with the most healthy coral reefs in the world. Not a hard choice to make for me. So, off we fly to Frankfort to catch our transfer to the Maldives.
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