Cathy had hired a car for a couple of days to get to her meetings and on one of those days we went to my niece for lunch, at her beautiful campement in Trou d'Eau Douce which is on the East Coast of the island. We were looking forward to seeing her and spending a bit of time with her and seeing her lovely home. 
Tony looks a bit thinnish and I look a bit fattish, a bit Laurel and Hardyish! The view from her campement is breath-taking and we had two lovely curries that her cook had prepared with rice and lentils and glorious French wine.When we arrived and drove through her gates we were confronted by a huge forest of palm trees and quite a few paths leading to different places with no real markings to tell us in which direction the main house was. She has a huge property and one really could get very lost among the palms and paths and forest but she came to fetch us on her quad bike. She welcomed us with a coconut each, opened at the top with a straw ready for the sipping. It was cold and refreshing and sweet and went down well after a hot, long and sometimes hairy drive. (Mauritians drive fast and their roads are narrow...not a good mixture!) We sat in her lovely thatched outdoor lounge and marveled at the incredible view all around us. So still and peaceful and islandy, not at all what we were used to in Johannesburg.
Tony looks a bit thinnish and I look a bit fattish, a bit Laurel and Hardyish! The view from her campement is breath-taking and we had two lovely curries that her cook had prepared with rice and lentils and glorious French wine.When we arrived and drove through her gates we were confronted by a huge forest of palm trees and quite a few paths leading to different places with no real markings to tell us in which direction the main house was. She has a huge property and one really could get very lost among the palms and paths and forest but she came to fetch us on her quad bike. She welcomed us with a coconut each, opened at the top with a straw ready for the sipping. It was cold and refreshing and sweet and went down well after a hot, long and sometimes hairy drive. (Mauritians drive fast and their roads are narrow...not a good mixture!) We sat in her lovely thatched outdoor lounge and marveled at the incredible view all around us. So still and peaceful and islandy, not at all what we were used to in Johannesburg.
We chatted and caught up with news and Tony was able to get to know her a bit better which was nice for them. I had first met her on my honeymoon when I was 21 years old and she was 2 years old. She was a beautiful little girl then and she grew up to be a beautiful woman.
Next to her outdoor lounge was her outdoor dining room and that is where eating and drinking was done by all, followed by an espresso and a walk in their forest, after oodles of anti mosquito cream was smothered all over our bare parts. Tony decided he would rather sit and watch the boats and the sea and finish his wine peacefully without getting eaten by the insatiable mosquitoes. A very good choice!
After our hot lunch and hot walk Cathy had a cold swim in their pool and said she felt much better after that. My
mind boggled a bit after being shown their huge house and garden and grounds with every available comfort and luxury as well as a large catamaran moored a little way away, where they were going to celebrate the full moon with friends that weekend with loads of lobsters and presumably good wine and champagne. I have never experienced this kind of life as I come from a simple background and I marveled at the possibilities that money can offer but at the same time was quite happy and content with my own set of simpler possibilities. We had a lovely time and full, happy and French wined we made our way back to our campement at Pointe d'Esny and were all glad to settle quietly on our little porch and let a wonderful day end, while watching darkness slowly settle over the ocean.
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