Day 8
We had lunch every day at these tables,
with our bare feet massaged by the cool sand.
with our bare feet massaged by the cool sand.
While we ate, a group of local workers built a structure out of bamboo.
Over 50% of the hotel staff were local Seychellois Creole as is policy.
Mangoes, papaya, pineapple, passion fruit, jackfruit, breadfruit, and eggfruit
grew wildly and organically all around the area.
Yum!
My favorite though were the bananas,
which you could pick off a tree and eat anytime. Addicting.
which you could pick off a tree and eat anytime. Addicting.
And let's not forget the fresh coconut water!
There was a big Creole buffet and party our last night,
which included home made Creole Fish curry made with fresh seeds and pods of
coriander, cumin, cardamom, cloves, cinnamon, nutmeg, and other spices.
A stimulating explosion of flavor.
The Sombre Moutia is the typical dance of Seychelles, with strong African
and Malagasy rhythms which is usually played by the light of a beach bonfire.
Once banned for being too sexually brazen, it's primitive beat
played on a heated goatskin drum entranced us into the wee hours,
(which for us is about 11:00pm).
And so ends another fantabulous trip.
Until we meet again...Peace, Love, and Higher Tourism!
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