What a better way to start this blog off than a post about a recent adventure, in Mauritius. It began where all good adventures begin, with an atrociously uncomfortable airplane nap!
Our two week family holiday to Mauritius was originally to catch up with family and friends of my parents, but soon turned into a rampant mission to visit every coast available (or not so available) to the public. After our 12 hour flight, we hopped into a car rental and headed straight to our Airbnb – a gorgeous villa bang in the middle of Vacoas, quite central and less than an hours drive from the airport.
After a refreshing shower and quick change of clothes, we headed out to catch up with family. Our first sunset at Mont Choisy beach, in the North, was unforgettable.
With sunset at around seven, it was nice to see so many people still enjoying the warm, silky water.
Looking for some local cuisine, we stopped at Le Capitain for dinner. My parents were quick to order a fish vindaye (they know what they’re after) while my sister an I opted for familiar favourites. I had a chicken and prawn curry, while my sister adventurously chose a tiger prawn pasta.
We then spent the day before Christmas catching up with more family and friends. Over by the coast at Trou d’Eau Douce, we had some lunch at Chez Tino accompanied by some glorious views. I had a creole curry with vegetables, while my sister had a prawn dish drenched in garlic butter.
My parents again went for a fish curry with creole sauce, which I really enjoyed (yup I tried everyone’s dishes).
And we all shared a banana flambé for desert (banana that’s fried in an alcohol syrup, topped with scoops of vanilla ice cream – a common desert find in most creole restaurants).
After a long day of visiting a lot of family and old friends of my parents, we spent the evening strolling around Curepipe on the hunt for some authentic Mauritian biryani. The area was lively and loud, with a questionable amount of last minute Christmas shopping clearly being done…
We then spent Christmas Day in the water, at Flic en Flac beach. Pretending I’m not in my twenties, I made sandcastles and floated in the water with my little sister all day (we missed you Ansh!!!).
Keep your eyes peeled for part two!