Travel Blogs from Antananarivo
... The city was spread over several tall hills, with windy cobbled (well in my area) streets snaking away in no discernible plan. Once in a while an old colonial building or street would pop into view, crowded and full of old Renaults, Citrons and the occasional Tuk Tuk. All in all it was rather charming with markets, patisseries, pharmacies and locals carrying shopping bags, baguettes and baskets on their heads. All very….. French. ...
... Boat song ( Hey Mr tally man tally man banana..... daylight come etc) They loved that.... and it helped to dissipate the high levels of supressed energy!
On Wednesday we planned a special treat for the 10 babies. Friends Rosemary and Peter Diamond from Cradley had worked at Akany 10 years ago, and when I left England they gave me a donation to use at Akany any way I saw fit. So we used it to help fund a treat for ...
... sit firmly in this taxi until we got our papers back. We weren’t going to budge either.
This continued on. The police officer stood firm in demanding our visas, and we barked back our rights. The slight french woman who hadn’t noticed the rather large rifle on his back was ready to get out of the taxi to face him head on. The swiss and I nixed that idea immediately and redirected our energies to getting out of this mess.
... and very narrow, making cycling a pretty hazardous past-time. Luckily speeds are low and it's quite easy to walk around. The constant street hustlers are much more of an annoyance than the cars. The traffic is seemingly constant, at least in the old part of town where out hotel is located. The buzz of traffic, both vehicular and human, is everywhere. The constant presence of people - moving or sedentary - reminds us that this is a city of around 2 million people. ...
... not yet been allocated.
We stopped briefly to allow me to take in the view and shoot some photos. Immediately at my side were touts and prospective guides offering their services. They tried in French, and in English, before I told them I wasn’t interested. There were beggars as well, it’s clear that life is not easy for many people.
I was struck again by how French many things looked: streets, the train station, traffic patterns, and road ...
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- Shuttle bus service
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet