Paradise lost...and found
4:30 a.m., chaos at the jetty, and a secret ticket window that could rival a spy thriller. Tempers flared, patience snapped, but somehow we made it to Havelock—flying fish included. What followed? Dreamy beach huts, cold beers (secured via smuggler-like negotiations), and snorkel-related heartbreak. Oh, and we met the *best beach in Asia.* Spoiler: it *might* live up to the hype. Stay tuned for jungle treks, sunsets, and why Jamie now hates snorkels.