Buffets for breakfast,lunch and dinner can be dangerous for waistlines.Credit:iStock
I'm not a dancer,but I've found myself doing something I call the salsa of salivation.
In front of me is more than 50 dishes. On one side,we have the salad station,enough to nourish an enormous family of rabbits. To my right is a pile of carbohydrates that would keep a kunekune snorting for days. I don't know what to eat. I'm torn between health and an instant hit of happiness.
Should I head towards the salad? Or slide over to the steak fries? As I march around the buffet,beset by indecision,I start swaying my hips. I flip around and twirl over to the next dish. This is my version of dancing,and my dance partner is gluttony. If you're in any doubt,she's about to take the lead.
I've just returned from a holiday to an all-inclusive resort where I committed my fair share of deadly sins (gluttony,greed,etc). You see,I spent 14 days on an island with unlimited food - and over that time,I scoffed down 42 buffets. That's three buffets every day,for 14 days straight.
Do you want to know how seriously I took this? Well,I even timed my flights so I could arrive at the resort by 8am on the first day of my holiday. Why would I do such a thing? So I didn't miss out on the breakfast buffet.
Here are all your burning questions answered on all-inclusive resorts,including the most important of all:how much weight did I put on from eating 42 buffets?
Where did you go,and how much did it cost?
I went to the spiritual home of all-inclusive resorts:the Maldives.
Many people think it's the domain of the rich and the famous,but I stayed at a resort that was $NZ370 ($A343) a night,including all meals for two people each day.