Woke up with akne like some teenager today and cursed all the bread eaten here. We went for a run and looked at those garbage piles that had appeared overnight in our beautiful, empty and clean beach. Run was followed by sunrise swim, breakfast and packing to move to the next destination.
Few days ago a local hindu gave us a lift and didn't want any money, but said that "I help you, you help me" and that he would love to bring us to Arsenal one day and bring back too. All we would have to do in the mentioned village is to visit four shops which would result in him receiving a gift from each shop. We took his number and told him that we'll be in touch. We looked at the map later and found that Arsenal is in the same direction as our next hotel, so we did let Risti, the taxi driver know that next Monday we would love to be taken to Arsenal and pretend to be crazy shoppers.
Today at 11:30am Risji picked us up and took to the first shop, where we looked all that jewellery and cashmere. Was actually pretty nice. Next shop next door. There we saw Abercrombie & Fitch, Ralph Lauren and other brand items sawn by fairly unskilled Mauritians. A tank top like beach dress by Abercrombie & Fitch had the price tag of 140 EUR, when I lifted it from the selfi, the price dropped to 70 and later to 30 EUR. We told them we'll think about it and went to the third store. Guess would be proud if they knew about all the different items sold under their label here. I tried some few-hundred dollar sunglasses on and off we went to the last shop. There it wasn't enough to just looky-looky, we had to put the chosen item on the table and promise to come back. As a bonus we put even two scarfs on the table, told the lady that we'll think, which one would be better for Scott and come back tomorrow. Risji got his four gifts (4 t-shirts), took us to the hotel and as a result of an hour windowshopping we saved 800 rupees.
We went for a swim, one of us also snorkeling, had lunch, watched the sunset and went for dinner. It was Indian buffee today. Desserts are woth mentioning - carrot cake (if it wouldn't have been write, I would have thought the tasteless dry piece was chickpeapie), tapioca pudding with pistachio (again, based on flavour I would have thought it was rice pudding with shredded coconut) and really delicious profiterols filled with cream and covered with a layer of crunchy caramel.
Few days ago a local hindu gave us a lift and didn't want any money, but said that "I help you, you help me" and that he would love to bring us to Arsenal one day and bring back too. All we would have to do in the mentioned village is to visit four shops which would result in him receiving a gift from each shop. We took his number and told him that we'll be in touch. We looked at the map later and found that Arsenal is in the same direction as our next hotel, so we did let Risti, the taxi driver know that next Monday we would love to be taken to Arsenal and pretend to be crazy shoppers.
Today at 11:30am Risji picked us up and took to the first shop, where we looked all that jewellery and cashmere. Was actually pretty nice. Next shop next door. There we saw Abercrombie & Fitch, Ralph Lauren and other brand items sawn by fairly unskilled Mauritians. A tank top like beach dress by Abercrombie & Fitch had the price tag of 140 EUR, when I lifted it from the selfi, the price dropped to 70 and later to 30 EUR. We told them we'll think about it and went to the third store. Guess would be proud if they knew about all the different items sold under their label here. I tried some few-hundred dollar sunglasses on and off we went to the last shop. There it wasn't enough to just looky-looky, we had to put the chosen item on the table and promise to come back. As a bonus we put even two scarfs on the table, told the lady that we'll think, which one would be better for Scott and come back tomorrow. Risji got his four gifts (4 t-shirts), took us to the hotel and as a result of an hour windowshopping we saved 800 rupees.
We went for a swim, one of us also snorkeling, had lunch, watched the sunset and went for dinner. It was Indian buffee today. Desserts are woth mentioning - carrot cake (if it wouldn't have been write, I would have thought the tasteless dry piece was chickpeapie), tapioca pudding with pistachio (again, based on flavour I would have thought it was rice pudding with shredded coconut) and really delicious profiterols filled with cream and covered with a layer of crunchy caramel.
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