I travelled to Dhigurah twice. The first time was for the MWSRP whale shark volunteering project, and then again to visit a fellow volunteer-turned-friend who ended up working for that very same project. It says something: I rarely travel to the same place twice, let alone within months of each other!

Dhigurah was the place I learned how to relax into independent travel, and feel accepted into the society of others likewise exploring new things in the world. It was where I began to re-learn how to be in a sisterhood.

I also went to Dhiffushi to spend some layover days. This was when I began taking time and courage to ask questions around travel and sustainability – as a regular traveller.

Both times yielded memorable lifetime encounters with marine wildlife, incredible paradise atoll vistas, and the beginning of a new belief in myself as a traveller in the world.

Odyssey of Teja: Whale Shark survey volunteering in the Maldives | Teja on the Horizon travel blog
Dhigurah sandbar stretching out to storm clouds on the horizon | Travel poetry 'Fernweh'

Fernweh @ Grey on the Last Day

I haven’t got it bad. It is not an ‘addiction’, as some travel bloggers claim for themselves. I’m not a travel junkie. I don’t need it to feel whole. I don’t dislike the place I normally consider ‘home’. 

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