This island is like nothing you could imagine. The sun reflecting off leaves almost as brightly as it does the ocean. The waves crash together so violently you’d think a storm was coming and yet by the time the reach the shore they’re so weak they barely tickled the feet of the crabs I was watching.

The warmth of the sun was almost suffocating at times though thankfully the trees twisted and knotted together into a vast expanse of forest. The sun barely penetrating the thickness of the canopy as I dashed for shade, my bare feet welcoming the cool leaves as I stepped off the sand.

My favourite part however was my oasis, for if like me you liked the explore what this island has to offer you may stumble upon clearing. The sun warming the lake until it felt more like a hot spring, the small waterfall singing its delicate song. Occasionally backed by the birds.

Yes this tropical island is beautiful. But it’s hidden oasis is my favourite place.