My search for beach waiters continues unabated. Yes, I know about Cancun. I don't do Mexico. I've looked at everything else, though, from Greece to Belize to Hawaii and back.
The gold standard was set when I googled the most expensive thing I could think of: "four seasons bora bora." It did not disappoint. For a mere $2100/night, plus wifi fees, I'm sure, you too can dive off your bungalow deck and climb the ladder back up to your lovely overwater home-bigger-than-my-house.
But even here, there is no Fau the heavyset beach waiter, no drinks, no club sandwiches. You'd actually have to go inside and order room service.
Four Seasons. Feh! I spit on your Faolessness.
