Invasion of the crabs during a romantic dinner in Maldives

After an exciting boat ride to the island where I got to see the flying fish, I received a warm welcome by the hotel staff who congratulated us for the honeymoon even though I had made it clear from the start that we were not married. I couldn’t wait to enter the room and admire the clear view of the Indian Ocean from the window.

Since it was getting dark and we were hungry, we decided to go outside and check what the island had to offer in terms of local cuisine. Few meters away was another hotel that we initially wanted to book. It had a lovely set up of dinner tables on the beach. Around the table, they placed four candles in square shaped. It was beautiful to watch the sunset from there as the ocean waves gently touched your feet while having a romantic dinner.

Without thinking twice, I instantly said, “That’s beautiful! Let’s have dinner there!” He liked the idea. It was hard to tell if he was happy. I didn’t want to bother with too many questions since I was almost dragged to come here, so I just wanted to have a good holiday. On another table, a bit farther down the beach, there was another couple taking romantic pictures and being all cuddly that almost made me sick. Not because they seemed happy, but probably the way I felt about my relation and how I was with a person who would not enjoy cuddling at all.

However, soon, happiness took over me as I sat down absorbing the ambiance and started browsing through the menu. A lovely waiter came to take our order and I told him how excited I was about the set up and that I would like to have calamari fritted for starter.

While patiently waiting and talking about the exciting trip, we saw a crab. I was a bit skeptical to touch the crab but after convincing myself a bit, I took it in my hands. With all the excitement, I didn’t even notice when the waiter came and placed the calamari on the table. I gently kept the crab on the seashore and went back to my table so I can greedily gulp down the starter. I was thinking to myself that I never used to love food or was a foodie five years ago, but suddenly the passion for food had kicked in.

While enjoying the food, I felt something tickle my feet. For a second I thought it was him finally opening up to romance or the scallops that the waves were gently bringing to the seashore. I decided to look down with a smile and when my eyes saw what was under the table and all around us on the beach, I nearly fainted. There were hundreds of crabs all around us like an army popping out of nowhere from the sand. It felt as if my eyes came out of the sockets and I started screaming. I almost jumped on top of the table. I wanted to stand on the chair but it wouldn’t hold me because we were on the wet sand and it was out of balance.

My reaction finally made him laugh even though it was at the cost of a heart attack. Scared to death of my sharp scream, the waiter looked down to see what was happening and he started to laugh. He helped us move and seated us on the terrace in front of the hotel. I was on my toes jumping around from one place to another trying to find an empty space where I could place my feet while walking towards the new table. I was frightened to see hundreds of crabs running towards me, even though all they wanted was to go into the water. After that petrifying experience, I began smiling to myself, glad that the evening continued in laughter.