17th October 2007
Our second night here in Mauritius, the gentle land of my father and his father. A day of erratic winds, sudden downpours that leave my skin sticky and the air humid ... and an octopus curry.
The marchand de poissons (seller of fish - just to show off a bit) came round today with one small and one large octopus in his straw basket. He lifted the small one out by its beak (I think that's what the octopus' mouth is called). It was a gelatinous, grey bundle of tentacles and suckers, which the cook later turned into a spicy, tasty (but slightly rubbery) curry. Most creatures definitely look better alive in their world than on a plate! Can really understand vegetarians!
This evening, post-curry, me, mum and Tony sat together a bit and chatted in a desultory fashion. Nice to have time together with them to just sit and be.
Now my bed awaits, cool clean sheets in my cosy room with the wind dancing outside.
A plus tard!
C
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