Hotel Royal Palissandre
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TravelPod Member ReviewsHotel Royal Palissandre Antananarivo
The Palissandre is a perfect hotel in terms of location, service and above all, the integration between management and the staff.
I believe it's hard to keep the hotel style and everything working perfectly at the same time.
Congratulations to the team!
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... day, and once you start…
We arrived at our B&B pretty late. I remember seeing 2.10 AM when I went to bed… And I had to wake up at 5.10 to be in time for breakfast, bring the luggages downstairs and prepare for the very long bus ride to Tamatave, where the Africa Mercy is docked. It was a hell of a ride.
I did try and get some sleep, but ...
... do happen! Jon is heading to Durban in South Africa, meeting up with Heidi, and going shark diving, as planned, but I decided that was not for me. So I booked a flight to Cape Town! Yay! I called Lynn and Steve and asked if they wouldn't mind having a house guest for 4 days, awesome! So after landing in Johannesburg from Antananarivo, we headed our separate ways, Jon on a flight to Durban, me to Cape Town. Lets hope I see him again and he doesn't become shark ...
At around 12 pm I finally touched down in Antananarivo Airport in Madagascar. As soon as I
found my luggage I was off to find the hotel Vanivola on an island just off mainland Madagascar where I was staying for the week. It was a half hour drive and a five minute boat ride for me to arrive at the hotel. My room at the Vanivola is amazing, ...
... dryer or hair straightener, my face with no makeup, and my legs without shaving.
· I taught my host siblings to play cards, and my students to play camp games.
· I regularly kept a journal of my thoughts, feelings, and experiences.
· I introduced banana bread and chocolate chip cookies to my friends in ...
Back in Toliara the skies were blue and everyone was busy cleaning up the streets in the early morning. The strange westerners -the elderly Elvis- still in his whites and man with a burnt face and all the old Frenchmen and their Malagassy families were all still camping out at the Escapade Hotel.
We clambered gratefully into Nomena's car and started to retrace our route North, going past the places where fallen trees has delayed ...