At first Male does not seem to change as you walk through, it is a relentless sequence of streets full of small businesses; offices, shops, workshops or restaurants and cafes, but gradually you see the different things and the subtle differences. I started coming across small squares in amongst the high rises, maybe with a banana plant or a palm tree. There might be a playground set in some trees, or a temple set back from the pavement.
It never took long , though to reach the coast again. On the south side of the island, the wave action was stronger and most of the coastline was protected by huge concrete structures, tetrapods, that reminded me of the jacks in the game of the same name. Their angular protrusions broke up the wave energy more effectively than a solid wall, but it really makes Male look like a fortress. They rise higher than the level of the promenade and you can barely see the ocean beyond. However, if I stood on one of the concrete benches along the harbourside, I could see the next set of islands in the distance, the Male South Atoll, and the little pinprick of streetlights showed me they were inhabited.
I wondered where the boats got out of this harbour; these tetrapods right along this coast. Looking later on Google Earth I realised the nearest breach was nearly a mile to the west near where my office was. Any boats at this end would have to weave between countless other vessels before even reaching the open sea.