The Great Barrier Reef- Priceless Gift to Human Kind

So many hotels but so little time- and so much wide margin for error! This is what you exactly would feel, while at the Great Barrier Reef. Perhaps this is the most obnoxious dilemma you would face amidst the widely spread eclectic paradoxes. It is a 1, 240 mile stretched bio- diversity that lies in the north eastern coast of Queensland, Australia. Dozens of private island resorts range the sun-soaked integrity of a once-in-a-lifetime tropical holiday of diving and reef walking, , snorkeling and chilling, birding and boating stargazing and giant-green-turtle midwifing (less scary than you think: you are only called on to watch).

Puzzled? Relax! We've done the research for you and short-listed four top places that offer rich, eclectic different reef experiences! We bring you the best hotel booking agents in Australia just for your service. Choose from among the most notch graded true coral cay that size the bottle cap, with just a handful of luxury tents; a trendy camera ready apparatus where paparazzi may be lurking in the rain forest; a national park where homeliness and quietude are their own reward and a full-bore mega resort with the spit, polish, and service of a great city hotel.

In 2013, the Great Barrier Reef Marine Park, a United Nation Educational and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) World Heritage Site measuring approximately 135,000 square miles, was dramatically and triumphantly rezoned by the Australian federal government. The proportion of closely monitored green zones—marine sanctuaries where fishing and other "extractive" or "acquisitional" activities are prohibited—shot from a mere 4.5 to 33 percent of the entire park. Snorkelers, yachters, divers, greenies etc are its prime compositions!

Wilson is the castaway option on the Great Barrier Reef. The six guest rooms, or rather guest tents, have no electricity (only battery-powered Coleman lamps with charming night-light settings), no closets, and not even mirrors. Closets would in any case be redundant, since luggage is restricted to one small bag. Sadly, this automatically eliminates as potential clients that decorative detachment of high-fashion beachcombers who can't get through the day without nine changes of sun hat, six of pareu, and a Goyard trunk full of unguents. Actually, there's something even graver that makes the island out of the question for them, and that's the toilet situation. You don't get one of your own. On the other hand, at least there is a toilet.