A somewhat longer read to my normal posts, maybe you can grab a cuppa or glass of wine first…
Pete and I have come full circle from when we first went to Mauritius to look for a home to rent in August 2008 and now for a holiday. We even stayed in the same hotel and quite honestly, if memory serves, the very same room!
I didn’t know what to expect and was quite surprised at how incredibly emotional I was on the drive from the airport to the hotel. It felt like just yesterday we were there and even though so much has changed in the way of new shopping malls, everything was exactly the same.
Arriving on a Sunday is not ideal as most of everything is closed. We booked on a bed and breakfast basis as it worked out WAY cheaper than half or full board, plus we know where to go for good local food at good prices. Just ask my waist line! We were surprised to learn that room service closed at 18h30. So our first evening’s dinner consisted mostly of whiskey for Pete and wine for me – great start to our holiday. 😀
Monday was a normal work day for Pete so we were up and at them early. I woke with a horrible headache and no it’s not from my wine dinner, I get a horrible head from flying – honest! After a bite of breakfast and thankfully a headache that had subsided, I was jumping up and down with excitement to spend the day with a very special friend. We really did need 2 days together as we never finished any one story – you know what it’s like. What a fabulous day though. Elizbe moved to the area where we lived (just after we left the island – typical) and took me to see her new home which meant we had to drive passed our old home – what a weird experience! The day was filled with that – so many of the same things – literally nothing has changed in 2 years and then there was the flip side of new centres with stores from home.
Sadly the day had to come to and end and while I was waiting on our little patio for Pete to return from the office, the most precious kitty came to say hello. Oh she was just too adorable and loving for words. No guessing the first thing I did was pour her some milk and give her lots of love. Pete and family all launched into it is so typical of a cat to find its way to me – I must smell good to cats I guess. Kitty definitely wasn’t pregnant and as far as I could gather from her teets, her babies must have been grown.
Pete and I enjoyed the luxury of a lay in the following morning followed by a relaxed breakie – the start of my weight gain was already in full force. We hired a car and head into Port Louis. It was just like being there with Pete on the days I used to go to the office with him. Such fond memories and lovely to be reliving them. My ever loving hubby bought me lovely topaz jewellery and a new watch before we spent a lovely lunch hour with Pete’s ex PA in the park under the trees eating much loved dhalpuri’s.
Each evening Pete and I would walk from the hotel into Grand Baie to eat at a different restaurant. There was one we always used to drive passed when we were living on the island but never ate at – how silly we were! Our lunches mostly consisted or roti’s, dhalpuri’s and mine frite (fried noodles) so there went the idea of low carbs! Damn fabulous addictive carbs are fully to blame for my weight gain. Make no mistake though, I enjoyed every single mouth full. I was on holiday after all said and done. Oh, and I insisted on taking our leftovers which we gave to the street dogs. It breaks my heart to see how many there are! The street animals was the one thing I could never get used to when we lived on the island – I am pathetically sensitive when it comes to animals and fall apart at the seams when I see them. Moving swiftly along with happier times.
The following day we walked over from the hotel to Super U, the one stop shop where we used to do our Saturday morning grocery shopping. The “centre” has had a major overall, revamp and extension done with loads of new satellite stores and even a market. Super U itself though is as we left it which was a lovely welcome back feel and Pete and I were calling to each other every other second saying “look here – do you remember this and that”. It was however odd walking the isles with a small basket and not pushing a trolley being filled with all the essentials.
Directly in front of our bedroom was the location for the resort weddings – girly heaven! It was beautifully set up every afternoon for a 15h30 wedding. Pete was happy sitting on the patio tapping away at his laptop while I ran up and down with excitement snapping away at the nervous grooms while waiting to spot the bride who always seemed to be late. We made friends with the one couple who were out from the UK getting married – just the two of them while family await their return back home for the big celebrations. How romantic it all was but Pete adamantly said no every time I suggested we renew our vows. No matter as our little kitty came every afternoon for her milk and cuddle.
We reunited with a friend who owns a side walk café / bakery / mini restaurant – not sure what to call it as he offers so many different wonderful types of food. Moenzo is the most wonderful chef who makes croissant fresh every day along with a myriad of other pastries and sweet treats and fondants. Sadly we never found time for Moe to give me a personal lesson on how to make the perfect croissant. Moe was kind enough to bake us a brownie style cake which we took with to our friends Dom and Chanti for dessert – it was DIVINE! About my weight gain…
On one of our afternoons, Pete needed to get a few emails and the like out the way so instead of interrupting him every other second, I tootled off to the pool for a bit of sun and relaxation. Well, even if I hadn’t put on the extra couple of kilos, I would still have felt like an old, wrinkly, cellulitey, floppy unfit beached whale! I have never seen so many perfect bodies in one place, ever! You should see the way they make young girls now days – perfect I tell you, perfect! How absolutely infuriating – it’s almost as if they have all put in orders for how they want their bodies to look – clearly I missed that memo! When Pete joined me I relayed my dismay and discretely pointed out all the perfection surrounding us and he reminded me that they are all still so young. Hmm, I think that was a compliment directed my way…
Our last night arrived all too quickly and whilst enjoying sundowners (sort of as it was pouring with rain) on our patio before heading out for our last supper, our kitty arrives for her milk – right on cue. To date, Pete has managed to keep her out of our room by closing the sliding door into our room – well not this time – I went in and she managed to slip in behind me and took up residence on our bed after having a good old sniff around and investigation of her surroundings. No sooner had she sussed out the room, she turned on her furry paws and head off out the gate into the distance – well so we thought. No sooner had she vanished out of sight, she was back with a baby in mouth. Oh heavens! I really did try and keep myself together but the poor little poppet was shivering with cold and was sopping wet! Let’s ignore my flappiness and fast forward to our return to the room after our last supper… I made Pete look out the door from behind the curtains, he informed me we now have 4 babies! Yes, I know it is entirely my fault, but I just cannot help myself!
Fast forward through a sleepless night for me and now with only hours left before we need to depart for the airport I launch into calm mode and simply need to get the mommy and babies safe and sound. Long story short, the most magnificent lady from PAWS Mauritius came and fetched our mommy and her 4 babies. Once babies are weaned, they are only about 2 weeks old, mom will be sterilised and permanent human families are being sourced to take our furry little family in. Once our babies are old enough, they too will be sterilised which will mean 5 more cats unable to increase the already over populated and extremely difficult to care for animals on the island, so the end result of my traumatic story, alls, well that ends well. Now, all that’s left is to place our babies and mommy cat in loving homes. I would have brought them back in a heart beat if we could have. As you know we already have two Mauritian fur babies who we brought home with us 2 years ago. The best we could do for our hotel kitties was make a donation to the PAWS Mauritius foundation which will hopefully cover the costs of sterilisation and food.
So, here we are back home in the cold weather, with new and wonderful memories to keep us warm.