Ifaty Beach Club
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... can't see the forests for the needles.
Madagascar has had stability issues in the past and, as with most impoverished nations, you can't take your security for granted, but that said, I'm not sure why this island biosphere is not on more travel itineraries (in much the same way that the Galapagos is on numerous bucket lists). If that changes in the near term, it would certainly help the fortunes of the country itself (which is heavily reliant on tourism), and may go ...
... group called Vezo
(Veso or vesu ), sometimes called the "nomads of the sea. They form a people of Madagascar that once occupied the coast Southwest and West of the country and live mainly from fishing.From Tulear to Morombe, the great barrier reef along the coast, on some two hundred and fifty kilometres. It is essentially on this coastal fringe that live the Vezos. Marine, they use an outrigger canoe which enables them to reach the ...
... is far from everywhere in Madagascar island, even in Antananarivo, the capital...I give the average price of each product, women vendors look at me dubiously...This is a month that I criss-crossed the country, ...
Until I quit the market, a woman makes me a price, the regular "local" rate, 100 ariarys , 0,04 euros, the small piece of mango. I buy 3 mangos directly and soon after women angrily among themselves because the '
one of them has failed ...
But I was also told to eat whole fresh fish, at the auberge du pÍcheur. Therefore I me execute: menu, margrite fish with potatoes and fried sweet potatoes, sauce rougail . a true delight. For
once, I digested it with a Fanta, feet forward in a Chair, watching the
life: women dry roses/red algae, men challenge the order fishing nets,
children play football, full of sponges, the sea canoes are pushed on the
foot of the dunes, ...
... and truly our enemy, beating relentlessly against our now bronzed shoulders. After a short guided tour of the village with Bebe, in which we purchased pawpaw and mangoes for a belated breakfast, we headed back to our bungalow. The now usual battalion of sellers was at our doorstep. Relenting, we purchased some rather yummy peanut brittle biscuits. When one is faced only with the prospect of swimming, resting or eating, one realises one is really ...