Hi there all you dear people,
Finally I have snatched some time from the all too hectic life on ship to tell you about Mauritius. But first let me give you a couple – in fact three – photos of the actual head-shaving. One of the students took them and with her brilliant computer skills transferred them to my computer. Oh the brilliance of the young computer literates!
Oh what a ‘HAM’ I am!!
So now, as promised, on to Mauritius. We only had a one-night stop-over, so five of us, myself, Audrey, Maggie and George, Chris (male) and Anne treated ourselves to some real R&R – rest and relaxation. It was Maggie who found on her computer this little complex by the sea, which gave very reasonable accommodation and meals. So we booked in for the night. It was about a 30 minute drive from where the ship was docked. It was a lovely drive through fields of sugar cane. The place we stayed was called The Oasis, and it did indeed prove to be just that. There was a bit of kerfuffel to begin with because they were overbooked, because some earlier guests could not leave because of a stike by British Airlines. I can imagine a worse fate than being stranded in Mauritius! It, the Kerfuffel, was sorted out by Anne sharing a room with Audrey and I, and that worked out fine, although after the spare bed was in the room we couldn’t close the door! She and Chris couldn’t share because they are unrelated male and female and it was a double bed. One has to preserve the proprieties even in Mauritius. But once that problem had been resolved the relaxing could begin.
The place had it’s own pool as well as being on the beach. We couldn’t swim in the sea nearest the hotel as it was very rocky, but about only 500 yards along the beach it opened into a lovely little lagoon, perfect for swimming. Believe it or not, only George and I walked to the lagoon to swim. The others all contented themselves with the pool. But I, with George can say ‘We swam in the Indian Ocean.’
It was a very beautiful little place –wonderful flowers, trees and birds. Josh and Lin, once again you would have loved it. In fact you all would have loved the birds, because not only did they look good but their songs filled the air at all times. And now I think it time once again to let the photos do the talking. All the photos are of ‘The Oasis"’ and of us at ‘The Oasis’'. No I tell a lie; we start with a group of Mauritians who danced and drummed us off the ship.
What a lovely welcome.
And now as promised ‘The Oasis. Our first glimpse of the sea from the entrance.
View from our bedroom window; You can see the swimming pool and the ocean.
Us relaxing!
We all felt we could have had more time!
Finally as we were lining up to get back on the ship a rainbow appeared over the city (and a student got his face in the picture)
So goodbye Mauritius – Hello Cape Town. Yes Marion, I remember the last time in 1942 when all the residents came with their cars to drive us around. For those who don’t know, we were on our journey back to England having been prisoners of war. The people of Cape Town gave us a day we will always remember.
All on ship are busy preparing for Africa. Tomorrow is ‘Africa Day"’ with lots of special presentations. It should give us food for thought. The title of today’s Global Studies class was ‘Africa – Hunger – Famine – Aids’. But it won’t all be doom and gloom. I’ll tell you about it in my next blog.
Till then – still missing you – lots and lots of love
Liz, Mum, Granny
Hi! It's me, later than usual. Sorry about that. I have been waiting for an Email, which you told me on the phone you had sent me, but it has not arrived, for some reason. So forgive me if I don't answer it! The main problem is that, when we spoke on the phone, you asked me to do something and I think the lost Email probably told me what that something was - or else you told me on the phone and I have forgotten! So, if you get a chance, do please remind me. I know this is not what public blogs (sounds even more like a convenience when you put 'public' in front of it, doesn't it?) are for but I don't have any other means of communicating rapidly (I seem to be clean out of carrier pigeons at the moment) Your visit to Mauritius, and your excellent account and pictures of it, was the first time I have felt white-hot envy of your trip! The reason is that I have always had a quite irrational desire to visit Mauitius, for some reason. I think mainly because it is such a little island in the middle of such a large ocean and yet it has a thriving community and a truly remarkable history. Every country in Europe seems to have 'owned', or tried to 'own', or thought they 'owned', it over several centuries. So much so that I - and, I suspect, it - don't even know what is its official language, or even who 'governs' it now. I think it is finally completely 'independant' (whatever that means!), isn't it? One thing I do remember is that its inhabitants have a reputation for being irremediably untidy! They threw anything they didn't want on the ground wherever they happened to be so that the whole place became one huge garbage dump. And when the governing body - whoever they were/are! - made this illegal the people took absolutely no notice at all! Even if this problem - which I envy greatly, being acknowledged as the untidiest person in Canada (and proud of the fact!) - is true, I am sure it would be hidden from you, being tourists. It sounds as though you had a wonderful time there. I bet you wished it was a bit longer; a day and a half seemed a bit of an insult to me when I looked at your travel plans. I wonder why they made it so short? This is turning into an even longer and more tedious blog than usual. Forgive me. The problem is that, by comparison with what is happening to you (or virtually anyone else on the planet, come to think of it!), what is happening to someone living in Southern Ont. is not something to write about without risking sudden, life-threatening coma in the unwary reader. So, having told you that (apart from the vestigial nature of my breathing apparatus) I appear to be as well as can be expected well into the ninth decade and, as far as anyone can determine, so is Bailey. In fact, I think she enjoys life a whole lot, but quietly; and so do I. To be honest, I have learned how to do that from her, for which I am eternally grateful, even though noone will believe me. What a long, tedious, meandering, ungrammatical, DULL blog. Just try to wake up long enough for me to say that I love you a lot and miss you a lot. Thanks, you can go back to sleep now. David.
ReplyDeleteHi, Liz. This is a strictly ‘information’ blog. I will send another ‘conversational’ one shortly - probably when I have heard from you about Darkest Africa. So here goes with the info. you asked for.:-
ReplyDeleteGeorge Jusdavis
1290 Upper James Street
Hamilton, ON, L9C3B3
Canada
(905)383-4907
Marg Black blackm@mcmaster.ca
502-77 Governors Road
Dundas, ON, L9H7N8
Canada
(905)628-5051
Arlene Finkel kfinkel@execulink.com
#502-3006 Creekside Drive
Dundas, ON, L9H7S8
(905)627-5605
Jeannie Milani
408-421 Whitney Avenue
Hamilton, ON, L8S2H6
(905)524-1517
Vivian Minden minden@interlynx.net
56 Little John Road
Dundas, ON L9H4G9
(905)628-2888
Barb Carpio (this is the one whose surname you didn’t know - she is the only Barb!)
310-50 Main Street
Dundas, ON, L9H2P7
(905)628-4510
I will attempt to send this to you by Email as well.
Please let me know ASAP when you have received it.
Give Africa my love.
David.
I thought I had sent this about three hours ago but it doesn't seem to have worked. So I am going to have another try. I have also sent all this information to you by Email.