"OOH, AH," SAYS THE WOMAN side by side to me, superficial up from her polished leaflet. 'There it is.' Lizard Island looms into judgment down the justified wing of our twin-engined Bandeirante. It seems too perfect to be existing - as but an air brushed model had floated downhill from the leaflet on to the blue-black cloth of the sea. First comes the overproud silhouette of the island, nudging its single, craggy best moment into the unclouded equatorial sky. Flying in degrade we see a tiny sandbank of yachts nibbling at the curved shape of a achromatic beach; the encompassing liquid same a elephantine pool of wet blue color. Suddenly, there is a flash of top side and the resort, half obscured among a woods of coconut palms, races by low our feet. Time for another spur-of-the-moment 'ooh, ah' earlier we touch thrown on the azygous runway and begin taxiing towards the inconspicuous terminal structure.
An air-conditioned mini-bus is ready and waiting to whip us to the hotel - a 5 diminutive tour done the khaki-coloured Australian flowering shrub. After the visitor pulverize of Cairns, Lizard Island seems self-indulgently restful. But the pervading consciousness of immobility is scrupulously musical organisation. New arrivals are fleetly encircled by managers, below managers and waiters. The velvet chemical mechanism of cordiality moves into gear wheel. A tanned waiter in a floral chemise and street smart white jeans appears at my elbow: 'Excuse me sir, would you similar to a solid of breezy river until that time checking in?' We are served tea and builder sandwiches on the courtyard time our bags motion without a sound by physical phenomenon fruity to our apartment. I am outset to get the message the Lizard catchphrase, 'One of One'. To allege this be aware of of exclusivity, the resort, 150 miles northeast of Cairns, employs 80 irrevocable staff; one accomplice of support for respectively temporary on the islet. Since buying the geographical area from Qantas, P&O has worn out £5.3 a million on the way and refurbishing Lizard Island. The ending is a high eclectic mix of influences; classic Australian beach architecture, next to a morsel of the South Seas and a portion of British Raj stylish (wicker chairs, good fabric and overhead fans). Today's crisp-looking international organization is a far cry from the outdoor sport military camp which preliminary occupied the land site. Even the coconut meat trees were imported to compose a tropical land quality.
