Mauritius (part I)
While my folks were with us, the seven of us ventured over to the neighboring island of Mauritius in the Indian Ocean. This was a long anticipated and planned trip, we were full of excitement for a vacation in a tropical paradise and Jamie and I were ready for a break from the “dailies” of Madagascar. We arrived after dark, stepped off the plane and strolled into a beautiful air conditioned airport. Within the first hour, the contrasts of our life in Madagascar to that of life in Mauritius were numerous. Here’s a few…
* toilets with seats
* fresh paint on the walls
* the ability and ease of reading signs in English
* the ability to speak and understand effortlessly
* the ease of driving because of: freeways, lines in the
roads, street signs, stop signs, and smooth roads
without potholes, cows, goats, chickens, rickshaws,
ox-carts, human carts
* drivers obeying the rules of the road
* nice cars, everywhere (i.e. no old jalopies)
* police cars
* no bars on windows and doors and no glass shards
or barbwire on high walls
* everyone wearing shoes and clean clothes
* no people begging
* familiar companies and stores
* shopping malls
These differences were just a few that I noticed, was thankful for, and felt so at home with despite still being in a foreign country.
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