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Pictures of our Mauritius trip – part 3: Main Island 2nd part
Mauritius (part 1: Island of Rodrigues)
Mauritius (part 2: Main Island 1st part)
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latest picture: September 8, 2011
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064  A remembrance photo of one of the
most attractive coastlines in the Southwest
of the island. From the peninsula in the
background lures the massive rock of
“Le Morne Brabant” .....
065  ..... opposite, just a couple of
yards away, runs the coastal road
behind an alley of casuarinas
066  We enjoy our picnic at the
“Morne Brabant” beach
Shortly after “Flip en Flac” the much praised Morne Brabant coastline starts. We are not always the same opinion as the Lonely Planet guide with its superlatives, but this time we fully agree. It becomes the most attractive coastal stretch. It is simply wonderful to roll along the sea shore, relax once here and once there at the many sandy beaches and enjoy at the same time the mountain scenery of the Southern highlands towering on the inland side.
Where ever we picnic, birds are never far away. At the “Morne Brabant” beach we see:
067  the yellow village weaver (Ploceus
cucullatus) that gets its shiny color
only when he is looking for a bride
068  the Red Fody (Foudia
madagascariensis) with the
same signal of changing color
069  the Red-Whiskered Bulbul
(Pycnonotus jocosus) with its
black crown and the red ears
The mountain panorama of the “Three Mamelles” and the “Pieter Both Mountains” come into view from time to time, is it from near or far, when we roll through the narrow streets and not always arrive at the place, where we want to. Once we end in a dead end road in the middle of a sugar cane field, another time at a closed gate and once on a potholed earth track filled with water disappearing in a potato field. On our IGN roadmap they are all marked as ordinary paved secondary roads. But it is precisely these little surprises that fuel the thrill of adventure. We don’t have (yet) GPS.
070  The “Morne Brabant” sandy
beach looks deserted
during the week …..
071  ..... on weekends however,
„Morne Brabant’s“ Kite Surfing
beach is busy
072  Behind the silvery shining sea,
the dark rock of “Le Morne
Brabant” is a stunning sight
“It is very scenic North of Mahébourg” was James enthusiastic description. No wonder that our anticipations are high when we hit the road. At the beginning, we drive along a wide fertile valley. Later it becomes narrow and also boring. Despite that the road runs partly along the Eastern seashore, we don’t see much else than water on one side and houses on the other side. “What is so special about this stretch” I start wondering with each further mile. Not even once I am tempted to ask Emil to stop for taking a picture. And this means a lot! May be I am not in the right mood? “How do you like the scenery” I suddenly ask Emil. “Honestly, I don’t know why I am driving along here at all” is his dry comment. At least I am not alone with my disappointment. (By the way: We drive this route later on once more and find it a little bit more attractive).
073  We are driving along the East
coast Northwards. The scenery along
the river towards the “Bambous”
mountains on the outskirts of
Mahébourg gives a rural feeling
074  The white washed pagoda of
an Indian temple between the villages
of 4 Sœurs and 2 Frères (!),
14 miles North of Mahébourg,
raises skywards
075  The “Lions Head” (Montagne du Lion)
near Ferney is one of the most impressive
mountains on the Eastern side of the island.
In the front left is the memorial stone of
the first landing of the Dutch in 1598
At Beau Champs suddenly a sign “Anahita World Class Sanctuary“pops up. “I have read about it during the Air Mauritius flight in the “Islander-Magazine”, Emil remembers. “Shall we have a look at it?” No sooner said than done! At the security gate we are stopped. The first reaction is: “No, you cannot visit the area”. After we explain at great length to the young and always smiling lady who comes to our car window with pen and paper that we are tourists and just want to look around, she notes our names and license plate number. Then she goes to the phone and shouts over her shoulder that she first needs to get an OK. When she returns, she nods affirmatively. “To which resort do you want to go?” “Anahita“ or the „Four Seasons“ she wonders. „Anahita“ we reply. She points to the left.
076  A strelitzia flower (Strelitzia reginae),
also called “bird of paradise flower,
is blooming in a garden …..
077  ….. a wild flower meadow in the
vicinity of Blue Bay in the Southeast .....
078  ….. and a white bottlebrush
(Callistemon rigidus) in full bloom
A lovely alley with blooming flowers leads to the complex. Opposite of the parking lot is a tennis court where a couple, she with head scarf, is playing. The restaurant is almost empty, so are the pool chairs. In two wind protected corners two families in bathing gear brave the cool winter wind. This is all there is. The place lacks of ambiance and life. However, on the other side of the lagoon a white sandy beach, lined with palm trees, is greeting. This is now our new goal. Past the security gate where we ignore a man wanting to wave us down we drive direction beach and land at the “Four Seasons Resort”, which apparently belongs to the same complex as the “Anahita Sanctuary”. The difference lies with the ownership: While the “Four Seasons Resort” offers its accommodation for rent, at the “Anahita Sanctuary” it has to be bought.
079  Liliana tests one of the hammocks
at the Bambou Beach of the Four Seasons
Hotel at Beau Champs on the East coast,
while we stroll through the beautiful
gardens of this top-end resort …..
080  ..... we have every reason to smile:
Patrice, the Resort Manager, invited us
for lunch at the Bambou Beach
Restaurant. We enjoy the excellent
food and the wine .....
081  ..... and relax then a while at
the second hotel beach, which
we have for ourselves
We park our car and start by foot our discovery tour. It is so widespread that guests are driven around by golf buggies. The two of us on a walk – equipped with cameras – are attracting somehow the attention. What impresses us is especially the boundless luxury. It leaves nothing to be desired: From golf, two lovely palm-lined beaches, pool, open air Shisha Lounge where one can smoke in a cozy atmosphere a water pipe, to the jeweler and beauty shops – it is a world in itself where there is no need to step outside during the whole stay on the island; guests are flown in from the airport back to the plane by helicopter (probably flown by our friend James).
082  In the blue lagoon, between
mangroves and the reef, a
sailing boat is gliding past
083  A deep red Hibiscus flower –
one of the beautiful tropical plants
084  The blue of the pool of the Anahita
Resort merges with the blue of the bay.
Opposite the white sand of the Bambou
beach of the Four Seasons Resort is
shining. The two top-end hotels
belong to the same complex
Suddenly, a golf buggy driven by a young Westerner is stopping besides us: ”Are you the World Travelers?”, he asks. How does he know? He introduces himself as Patrice, Resort-Manager. “Where are you going to have lunch”, is his next question. We smile and tell him that we bought bread, salami and cheese ahead and will picnic somewhere. “May I invite you for lunch?” We don’t need to think twice. He asks us to join him in his buggy and shortly afterwards we sit already at one of the front tables at the attractive beach restaurant.
085  The sociable village weaver
(Ploceus cucullatus) builds its nest at the
end of thin branches of the casuarinas.
It braves even the strongest winds
sweeping it from one side to the other
086  A female village weaver is fitting
out the interior after it accepted the
nest built by its partner. Besides, a
male starts to make a new nest. The
first thread is already fixed …..
087  ..... one hour later it made
already an astonishing progress.
Until its completion it will need
18 days and 500 flights to
its “construction site”
In no time we are served an aperitif consisting of rice crackers with three different dipping. “White or red wine?” Patrice surprises us. We start with white wine and later on are toasting with red wine. The menu of our choice is: Mixed salad with feta cheese, a tender steak with vegetables and French fries. It is long ago since we had such a special meal. These are the wonderful surprises of our traveling life. In no way we would have dreamt in the morning that we would be treated in such a luxury way at noon. In good spirit we start our return trip and postpone our trip to the North to another day.
088  Green in all shades: The landscape
in the Southwestern hills between
Chamarel and Baie du Cap
089  Typical for Mauritius: The chimney
of an old sugar mill emerges from a
narrow sugarcane tunnel (between
the Rochester Falls and Souillac)
090  End of the road: On our way from
the mountains to the West coast the
track ends suddenly und we are
surrounded by sugar cane from all
sides. We backtrack to Vacoas
When we investigate about the Northern tip of the island, it is all of the same tenor: “It is flat and nothing special”. Nevertheless we like it surprisingly, especially the many natural sandy beaches – every couple of miles another one – lined with casuarina trees. And there is car access to the beach everywhere. At least this is how we experience it until Palmar. North of it however, where the tourist centers accumulate, it is a different story.
The three “Mamelles“ in the Western Highlands show always new faces. We see them again and again – once from far, then from close
There are already meticulously defined parking areas at a couple of places. And installed brown timber fences destroy the idyllic beach picture to a great extent, which for us makes a part of the island’s attraction. Grande Baie, the main tourist center, is exactly how we pictured it: Hotels, restaurants, souvenir shops – it could be anywhere in the world. This is not “our” place – not what we like and look for. However further South, in Mont Choisy, a lovely mile long sandy beach unrolls in front of us. Being a Sunday it is full with families. There is even a small Hindu temple at the water’s edge.
094  The “Laughing Cow“
(La Vache qui rit) belongs
somehow to Emil. Not once
during our epic world journey
he was missing the triangle
cheese for breakfast!
095  The “Mare aux Vacoas“,
Mauritius’ biggest water reservoir
in the highlands, has reached
an alarming low level
096  Unbelievable: This water filled
potholed track from Roselyn Cottage
to Malenga at the foot of the
mountain “La Pouce“, is supposed
to be a normal paved back road
according to our IGN map
August 1st, approaches. We wonder if the Swiss community here will also celebrate our National Day. Emailing at the address of our newly appointed Honorary Consul, Adrien Wehrli, we get instead a reply from Alois Fürer, the President of the Swiss Club. “Yes, there is a small celebration, taking place in Albion on the West Coast and we are cordially invited to join”. So it happens that on Monday morning of August 1st, we are on our way one more time from our temporary home on the Southeast Coast across the island to the West. It is a beautiful day, the mountains are within our reach, no clouds darken the blue sky and the view over the endless flowering sugar cane fields are again a feast for the eyes.
097  A potato field nestling at the foot
of Pieter Both Mountain, with 2’690ft.
the second tallest mountain in Mauritius.
The boulder, which balances on the pinnacle
on the far right, is about 30ft in diameter
098  View to the flat North with
the islands “Coin de Mire“ (left) and
“Île Plate“ (right) …..
099  ….. View back to the mountainous
and more pittoresque Southern
part of the island
A huge Swiss flag is waving in the wind and shows us from far that we are at the right place when we approach the Nautilus Center in Albion. It sits right at the seashore and is decorated lovingly with dozens of little Swiss flags. Despite that in the meantime we could call ourselves “world citizens”, this sight awakens patriotically feelings for our home country, which we have last seen in 1998. Still used to Swiss punctuality, we belong to the first ones to arrive and are greeted by Alois. Gradually more and more compatriots with their families show up and at the end we count around 80. With the exception of Alois who is like us from the German speaking part, all others are retirees from the French talking side, married to local Mauritian women. This means that we will have to practice our French tonight.
Visit of the “SSR – Sir Seewoosagur Ramgoolam“ – Botanic Garden in Pamplemousses,
named after the first Prime Minister of the independent Mauritius
100  Giant water Lily “trays” (Victoria
amazonica) from the Amazon River
Basin are swimming in the “Giant
Water Lily Pond”. They reach a
diameter up to 2 yards and are the
gem of this beautiful garden …..
101  ….. the white water lily is
reflecting in the water. It is white
when it opens and gets
red the next day …..
102  ..... from a wrinkled ball, the
heart-shaped “tray“ unfolds
itself within hours
When the Swiss anthem is played and the traditional bond fire blazes against the red glowing sky of the setting sun, I feel a confusion of emotions! The recorded speech of the President of the Federal Council, Ms. Calmy Rey, however does not move either of us. After the official part and after the newly elected Honorary Consul Adrien Wehrli introduced himself, the entertainment begins.
Visit of the “SSR – Sir Seewoosagur Ramgoolam“ – Botanic Garden in Pamplemousses,
named after the first Prime Minister of the independent Mauritius
103  The “Pink Shower Orchid
(Congea velutina) from Southern
Thailand and Northern Malaysia grows
exuberantly, forming huge “balls“
104  This extraordinary “Venezuela
Rose” (Brownea-grandicepts) from
Northern South America grows in
the dense foliage of a high tree
105  The palm tree sticks out of
all the green with its silvery leaves
Then we let ourselves get carried away by the powerful rhythm and beat of the Sega music and dances performed under the open sky. Sega is presented at its best in Mauritius but it’s also played on other islands of the Indian Ocean. Swinging skirts and rotating bellies, barbecues and Swiss wine on the table – it puts everybody in good mood. It is the 5th time on our journey around the world that we are invited to a “1st of August”celebration: 2001 it was in Panama City, 2003 in Trinidad & Tobago, 2006 in Brunei and 2009 in Samoa. Each one was special in its own way. We drive late in the night with vivid feelings across the island back to our guesthouse.
106  Local Indian ladies in colorful
saris step out of their tour bus at Blue
Bay near Mahébourg and swarm
out to look for a nice picnic spot …..
107  ….. some head directly to
the water to pray and to perform
their religious rituals …..
108  ..... others are still looking
for a free shady space to sit
But Mauritius consists also of working days for us. There are times when we are typing our fingers to the bone. Because once more we fight with the authorities for a bond and tax free entry of our LandCruiser to another island: This time it is Madagascar. Through the surprising intervention of Toyota Sri Lanka via Toyota Japan, the local distributor in Madagascar contacts us and asks us what’s the problem and what help we needed from him. But there is already complete silence after the second email. We are not used to give up that quickly. Why shouldn’t we succeed in Madagascar, when we did also at other places like here in Mauritius? Our entry in the Guinness Book of Records helped several times already to override the sometimes bizarre hurdles of bureaucracy.
109  Sunday morning: We are still almost
alone at the lovely beach of “Pointe
Vacoas“ close to the airport. At noon the
place fills with families and tour busses …..
110  ..... South of “Pointe Vacoas“,
at the deserted “La Combuse“ Bay,
a fisherman keeps his calm despite of
the approaching breaking waves …..
111  ..... small sandy beaches, as far
as the eye can see, adorn here
the wild “La Combuse“ Bay
We contact the Madagascan Ministry of Tourism and the Customs Authorities and after a couple of tries, we at least get an answer that they will check the situation. A ray of hope? But it drags on and on without any breakthrough. Thus we have to give the August ferry a miss (the ferry is operating only once a month). The next one runs mid-September, a bit late considering that the rainy season starts at the beginning of November and only 15% of the road are paved, the rest being earth tracks becoming almost impassable. But better late than never, if at all! To extend our car permit here in Mauritius at the National Transport Authority for another month is not a problem. We will just have to pay another Rp. 1’500 for the road tax (US$ 52). The insurance is valid for one year anyway, and immigration gave us a three months’ stay on arrival.
112  1st of August 2011 – our National
Day in Switzerland: The bonfire is burning
brightly at the Nautilus Center in Albion at
the West Coast, where we celebrate
together with around 80 members of
the Swiss community in Mauritius …..
113  ..... we pose in front of our
National Flag: It is the 5th time on
our epic journey that we are invited:
2001 it was in Panama City, 2003
in Trinidad & Tobago, 2006 in
Brunei and 2009 in Samoa .....
114  ..... the surprise of the evening:
Drummers and dancers entertain us
with the powerful rhythm and dance
of the Sega music
Monday August 29th, 2011: Emil is sitting at the laptop and shouts suddenly excitedly: “Come here quickly, you have to read this!” When I check the message, I am freaking out completely: The so much longed for and almost written off car permit for Madagascar has just arrived. Nothing is blocking anymore our adventure we have fought for so hardly and so long: We are now allowed to import our LandCruiser for three months tax-free, duty free and without paying a bond. Neither do we have to submit beforehand the compulsory “Cargo Tracking Note” procedure (Bordereau de Suivi des Cargaisons – BSC), without which freight cannot be sent to Madagascar. Wonders never cease!
115  We are amazed at the many places
we can pull out to a beach with our car.
Here in the East at Palmar, a bit
North of Trou d’Eau Douce
116  Youngsters are never short of ideas!
117  Simply beautiful are all the lovely
public beaches – every couple of miles
there is another one. This one here
close to Palmar along the East coast
Suddenly movement is coming into our quiet life. The challenge is now to organize as soon as possible our departure from Mauritius; to book a container for the next possible ship or ferry; to have sent after us a new Carnet de Passages that will expire on September 25th; to book an onward flight from Madagascar and accommodation in Tamatave – the main port – and to push on with the de-rusting of our LandCruiser – yes, since its “rejuvenation” in Miri/Sarawak on Borneo back in 2006, the rust is taking over rapidly again. We already bought for reason of precaution the guidebook and maps for Madagascar and the next planned destination. (B.t.w.: Later in 2012 we had to do the "2nd rejuvenation" at the same place in Malaysia like in 2006).
118  The church Marie-Reine in
Poudre d’Or in the Northeast is
one of the typical old churches.
It was built in 1847 …..
119  ….. the appealing interior
of the church
120  The “Notre Dame Auxiliatrice“
church sits at the most Northerly point at
Cap Malheureux. It is one of the most
photographed churches of Mauritius
There is a ship sailing between Mauritius, Réunion and Madagascar. It is a passenger ferry, which carries also freight loaded by crane, as the vessel has no ramp. Shall we both also take the ferry or rather the plane? This is now the crucial question. I know that Emil favors the sea journey. When he calls the ferry company in order to book a container for the LandCruiser and a cabin for us for the vessel “Trochetia” that leaves on September 11th, the answer at the freight section is: “Pas de soucis!” – “No worries”. At the passenger section, however, it sounds differently: “We are fully booked, there is only waiting list”. “Why don’t we try it in written form, explaining that we are on a world tour and want to travel together with our car“? And strangely enough we get the confirmation that a few cabins are still available, even if only in upper class. Everything seems fine. However after the first email we get a second one with an attached form that has to be filled out by a doctor testifying that we are fit to travel by sea – and this happens here in Africa!
121  Three men are fishing with the
backdrop of the tiny island
“Coin de Mire” in the North
122  Grand Baie in the Northwest
is the island’s most popular seaside
resort. Along this sandy beach
locals enjoy themselves …..
123  ..... around the corner is the tourist
ghetto with the expensive hotels
(beach of the Le Mauricia Hotel)
During our journey around the world we spent totally 472 nights on ferries and freighters, but admittedly at most of them we were under 65 years old. And only once we were asked for a medical certificate. This was in 1994, when we shipped from Singapore to Oman and were allowed to join the vessel. But here all our arguments with the local ferry company don’t help. Their reply is inflexible: “The medical certificate is required by our insurance cover and we have to abide by their rules”.
124  Yachts and motorboats belong
to the image of touristy Grand Baie
like souvenir, dive and fashion boutiques
and restaurants, bars and discos
125  The beautiful sandy beach lined
by casuarinas stretches from Trou aux
Biches to Mont Choisy. The Mont
Choisy beach is public and very busy
with families on weekends .....
126  ..... Hindu deities watch
over the beach
Once more we have to realize how old we have grown in between. Nevertheless we are not keen on running after a doctor. Hence we give the ferry ride a miss. Personally I am even relieved that it did not work out because I prefer to fly. On sea I always get seasick and can only survive with tablets against motion sickness. And to pass three nights on a rolling ship that is actually not built to ferry passengers (no stabilizers) – no, rather not!
127  A lovely young Mauritian
girl in Grand Baie
128  A “fake” palm tree hosting a
transmitter station of the Emtel Telephone
Company. It looks like real and fits nicer
into the environment; alone its enormous
height looked suspicious to us
129  The serenity of the sunset in
Albion at the West coast is captivating
But Mauritius doesn’t let us go yet. Ten days prior to our departure, on September 2nd, 2011, the Festival of the Hindu god Ganesh is celebrated. In Mauritius it is a national holiday. Ganesh with the head of an elephant is the son of Shiva and Parvati and widely worshipped as the god of wisdom, prosperity and good fortune. Devotees pray to him for success at the beginning of any new venture or also at the start of a new journey.
130  Mahébourg’s main market day is
Monday when also the farmers come
down from the ‘highlands’ to sell their
fresh produce …..
131  ….. Vegetable and fresh herbs
are in abundance. A salad and a bunch
of parsley cost Rup. 15 (US$0.50) each,
one kilo tomatoes Rup. 60 (US$2.05).
More expensive however are leek and
132  Coconut street vendors have
always customers. The milk is a lovely
and an affordable thirst quencher
Asking around if, when and where there is any procession taking place in Mahébourg, we receive different answers, making us venture out unsuccessfully three times. In the afternoon, we are just having a cup of coffee with brownies in our guesthouse (we have got into that habit here), when suddenly the beat of drums and chanting reaches us. Like stung by bees we shoot up, drop everything and rush to the sea promenade from where the singing is coming. Luckily it is hardly five minutes away and luckily we are not one moment too soon.
133  Dodo (Raphus cucullatus) was a
flightless bird endemic to Mauritius, related
to doves and pigeons. It has been extinct
since the 17th century. Its height was
about 3.3 feet, its weight about 44 lb. Still
today it is “adored” in Mauritius and
still can be found painted on shacks
134  “Salon de Coiffure” – only the
nostalgic facade signalizes this once
little hairdresser shop on Mahébourg’s
main street, called “Royal Road”
135  Obelix’ perpetuation in
Morisyen (Mauritian Creole)
A huge crowd is gathering around the temple; the women are wearing beautiful festive saris. A religious procession is carrying the statue of god Ganesh that is richly adorned with flower garlands. It is on its way through the town and announces itself already from far with drums and chanting. It stops at the stone steps leading down to the sea. A long lasting ritual of prayers and offerings follows. The offerings consist mainly of coconuts and flowers. Afterwards a group of young men carry their idol out to the sea.
136  Mauritius had an extended rail
network between 1864 and 1964
(120 miles). This now unused bridge
near L’Escalier originates from this time
137  From the same time
comes this nostalgic mile stone
in the city center of Mahébourg:
”30 miles to Port Louis”
138  This road is the only one leading to our
panel beater. Being market day, we have to
struggle past the tarps across the road. After
we hit one, the vendors lift them with sticks
There, they form a circle and submerge the statue a couple of times before finally dropping it with applause of the crowd into the element water (it could be also a river or a lake). The ceremony symbolizes a ritual see-off of the Lord in his journey towards his abode in Kailash while taking away with him the misfortunes of his devotees. During the Ganesh immersion, a boat of the coast guard patrols nearby. Then, the men swim in strong crawl strokes back to the shore, where the dances of the girls and boys begin. Only when the skies darken rapidly due to oncoming rain, the crowds break up. We also hurry to get “home” dry.
139  Rude awakening: Since the
rejuvenation of our LandCruiser on
June 21, 2006 in Miri/Sarawak on
the island of Borneo, the rust
takes over rapidly again …..
140  The panel beater does a good
job. He cuts out pieces …..
141  ….. and welds in new sheets. The
whole job lasts three full days. Inclusive
spraying (the paint itself we still had
with us from Sri Lanka, where we did
some tinkering too) we paid US$400
Soon afterwards, it is time once more to say farewell to our travel companion: On September 8th, 2011, at 2pm, it starts under a sunny sky to its last voyage on the island: To the capital Port Louis where its 23rd container is waiting. During the 73 days we spent on this island it took us 930 miles to criss-cross the “Pearl of the Indian Ocean”. Now and then we had also a day off when we remained at Mahébourg. At this point new adventures are waiting. “Trochetia” will take the LandCruiser for three days on board to our next destination, Madagascar, a Mascarene neighbor island of Mauritius.
142  On September 2nd, 2011, the festival
of God Ganesh is celebrated. Ganesh with
the elephant head is the son of Shiva and
Parvati and is widely worshipped as the
god of wisdom, prosperity and fortune.
Devotees pray to him for success at the
beginning of any new venture or also
at the start of a new journey …..
143  ..... a dancing and singing
procession accompanying the statue
of Lord Ganesh is approaching the
waterfront in Mahébourg .....
144  ..... after a ritual of prayers and
offerings, a group of young men carry
their idol out to the sea. With acclamation
of the crowd they immerse the statue a
couple of times before consigning it
definitively to the sea
Five days later: The cheeky Madagascan red fody, the three shy red-whiskered bulbul and the two gentle grey pigeons keep us company at breakfast also this morning, our last day at the guesthouse. We will miss them! We spent a relaxed time on this island and felt comfortable at the “Auberge Le Saladier” in Mahébourg. We had a fully equipped kitchen just for ourselves where we cooked everyday our main meal at lunch time. The market, packed with fresh vegetables and fruits, and two Chinese supermarkets where also fresh meat was available, were only a stone’s throw away.
145  ..... then the singing and dancing
begins, accompanied by the beats of
the drums. The girls use long sticks
in their dances .....
146  ..... a musician is
absorbed in thoughts .....
147  ..... end of the ceremony: The
devotees leave the festive ground
Who wonders that Emil gained a little weight for our next adventure, what by the way he mostly does with my cooking! When at 7am we are driven to our Air Austral flight via Réunion to Tamatave on the island of Madagascar, the “Lionshead” – one of the most impressive mountains in the East – greets for the last time. The countless flowers of the sugar cane that change their colors depending on the days light, bend smoothly in the gentle morning breeze – pictures of Mauritius that belong to this island like the beautiful natural sandy beaches and the friendly people with their exotic temples and religious celebrations. The “Pearl of the Indian Ocean” did not disappoint us!
148  We bid farewell to Mahébourg’s
waterfront where we often strolled along,
and to the „Liones Head“, one of the most
impressive mountains in the East .....
149  ..... to our guesthouse „Le Saladier“
in Mahébourg, where we felt home for
73 days and our LandCruiser had a
privileged covered place beneath flowers
150  It is time once more: On
September 8th, 2011, we say goodbye
to our travel companion, which drove us
932 miles across the „Pearl of the Indian
Ocean“ and stuff it into its 23rd container
with destination Madagascar
Articles in newspapers about us in Mauritius:
Article"Le tour du monde en LandCruiser", Daily Newspaper "Le Mauricien" - July 9, 2011
Article"Globe lovers", Weekly Newspaper "Le Dimanche" - July 10, 2011
Article"Emil et Liliana Schmid sur les routes à Maurice", Daily Newspaper "Le Matinal" - July 12, 2011