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Published: July 17th 2017
July 17, 2017 - I did not sleep well. It was quite warm, and around midnight, I could hear dogs barking. A lot of dogs. And there was some sort of weird clicking sound. I tried ear plugs but I think the ones I had in reach were a little too old. Will have to change them out tonight.
For breakfast I made ramen noodles again. All I had, really. I used the internet, as it was back to working again. I got ready for the day, which meant packing my day pack with camera, water, etc. I finally left around 10am and just as I got to the bus stop, the bus showed up. Such timing, as I think it only comes every half an hour or so. It only took about twenty minutes to get to Victoria, and longer to find my way around. I'm so bad with direction.
Victoria is not that much to look at, and I started with a church and then the market, before finding the tourist info office. I sat down with the woman to ask some questions, and she basically told me to stop planning and chill. I explained I am
trying, but it's hard. She told me to go with the flow, but she did also answer my questions. I asked her about the plan for my last day, as I will be coming from La Digue on the 12:30pm ferry, leaving me on Mahe for many hours before my 10pm flight home. She suggested taking the ferry from La Digue to Praslin, spending some time on that island relaxing, and then flying from Praslin to Mahe, putting me at the airport for my next flight. It's about the same price to fly or take the ferry, so it might work. I'm still not sure what to do with my luggage regardless of being on Praslin or Mahe all that time. But it's something to think about.
From there I walked to the ferry office, to try to buy my first ferry ticket. I got most of the way through the process and then I needed to enter a pin number for my credit card. I guess I am too old fashioned. I have no idea why a credit card would need a pin, and I certainly don't know mine. Normally, you just slide them through and sign. Nice
to know it would not help me in an emergency, which is usually the only reason to bring it along. So I had to postpone that one. By this time I was getting hungry, and I had seen many people coming from a particular direction with takeaways, so I followed the people back to the origin. It was a little cafeteria in what looked like a children's play area. But I went in and chose honey pork and spicy beef and it came with rice. It was only about $4, and was quite good. I found a place to eat it outside on a bench, as inside was really hot.
Afterwards I headed to the bus station. I had decided to go to Beau Vallon, which my bus home passes, to walk the beach there. Just before I got to the station I saw my bus pull out. I planned to flag it down and luckily someone else did, just giving me time to cross the street and wave so he would wait for me. When we got close, I asked the woman next to me which stop to get out at, and she told me. The stops have
no name and there is no sign you are coming to one until you read "bus stop" painted on the road, but by then it's a bit late. And how would you know where to get off anyway, with no signs? But the locals know, and they speak English. Score.
Once there, I walked onto the beach and then to the end and back. I thought I might even walk back to my place, which would be a few kilometers, but just then the bus came, so I decided to get on. Three buses in one day with no waiting. Hot Damn. I got out at the supermarket, and bought pasta for dinner. I also got a little frozen ice in a cone shape, the ones for kids. But you need scissors to open it, so I had to ask the clerk for some. He gave me a knife. I walked home eating it. Sadly, I passed a dead fruit bat on the way. I think it has been electrocuted on the power lines when it landed, and it was still hanging there. It happens when their wings touch another of the power lines. This has been a big
problem is Australia as well. Sad to see.
After dropping off my groceries and seeing that we do indeed have a dog, I changed and headed over to the Bliss hotel to try sitting in the sun again. When I got there I chatted for a bit with the people at reception that I had talked to yesterday. The woman is Italian and quite interesting. I sat in a lounger next to the natural rock pool, and there were not many people around. It was already 4pm and not quite as hot. I hate bathing suits and always feel uncomfortable in them. Mine is a one piece, and I felt done with it, so this time I went with my black travel quick-dry underwear. Somehow it felt better, though all my time at the beach so far has made me well aware that there are real, live women who have bodies that don't jiggle. How is that a thing?
I didn't swim, but splashed around in the rock pool, took some more pictures, and read my book. I stayed for sunset and took pictures, though when I got back to Damien's and was talking to his dad, the
sky turned that shade of pink I had been waiting for but didn't think would come tonight. Shame.
Dinner was pasta in a tomato sauce, and I added some frozen broccoli to try to get some veggies. It was mushy, but I ate it anyway. Not so grand as the buffet they were preparing at Bliss, but that meal comes to 500 rupees (about $40), and I don't even spend that much in Switzerland for a meal. I also finished the granola I've had since day 1 with some milk I bought for my new granola at breakfast tomorrow.
I have a tv here with no service, but hooked-up to a hard drive with movies and tv shows. I watched an episode of Big Bang last night, just as I would have in Basel. I think I will do the same tonight.
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