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Travel Blogs from Flic En Flac
... I translated it for our two Reunionais. Everyone was deeply touched by Mike Blackwell’s message and appreciated it very much. This afternoon, I spoke on the meaning of this last Feast Day in God’s yearly Calendar in a message entitled “The Triumph of God and Good”, one sentence in English, and the translation in French, as usual.
Between the two services, we shared a meal together in the hall and I answered ...
... have to squeeze back to one or two lanes of traffic and it may take you close to one hour to travel one mile if you hit the spot at the wrong time (like rush hour). The island obviously has too many cars and not enough tarmac for everyone, and it’s… a challenge!!! We waited and waited, in Flic en Flac, listening to the birds singing and admiring the blue sky (yea ! Sure !!!) until our world travelers finally got freed from the road monster.
Our expected time ...
Today, we have booked the tour to go to the island called Ile aux Cerfs.
Apparently it is one of the most beautiful islands around here.
We met the driver Jeff at 8.30am again and about 14 of us drove down towards south east coast for about 1 hour.
Jeff was right, everyone else on this tour was French apart from us…!
It is unusual to be in that circumstance because usually Brits or English speakers are everywhere!
- Dinner at Ah Youn Creole Restaurant of (pork mince?) dumplings, prawn curry and Creole-style fish
- Tracking CNN breaking coverage of the European airport closures because of 'the volcano' in Iceland
- A dismal failure of a surfing expedition to Tamarin Bay to discover 11cm-high dribbling mush over the reef on spring low-tide
- Finally spotting a giant star-fish, walking on water away from a pair of agitated ...
... have their own cars, too expensive, but the public bus system is very extensive. That's how most people get around. Suren dropped me back at the Gold Crest and drove on. I walked down the street to a little hole-in-the-sidewalk barbecue restaurant called le bon choix (the good choice) where one can be served chicken and fries quickly and inexpensively. The rain came and went in waves, so I ducked from shop overhang to shop overhang going both ...