September 27 finds me at the Post Office, using the internet connection, in Port Mathurin one day before departure for, most probably, the French island of Reunion. However, the wind has 'freshened' and 'warnings' abound cautioning the locals of rough seas.
That's good enough for me for a possible postponement - Shearwater sits safely on the main wharf, securely tied - with no darned anchor to drag....the sleep is much sounder! No fees, no fuss...just a nice welcome!
Rodrigues has, in fact, turned out to be a delightful stop. After the officiousness and the 'in your pants' bureaucracy of the big Australia, what a breath of fresh air to be in a place in which the government actually welcomes ones's arrival.
Colorful people, smiles and a total absence of defensiveness characterize these people - let me give you an example. Day before yesterday, I was stopped on the street by the Customs officer complaining that an American sailor, arriving the night before, had left his boat without being cleared in. Fully expecting all sorts of trouble, I had to smile with admiration when, a short time later, I saw that same customs official laden down with two heavy bags belonging to none other than the 'illegal' American - helping him bring water to his boat. Now I ask, in how many countries can one see a sight like that!?
Once again, I have to apologise for the roughly cut video and say once again - my goal is simply to have your eyes here with me.
All best wishes from the tiny tiny island of Rodriques, a part of the independant country of Mauritius.
Music:Recueil de Sega Tambour de l'ile Rodriguez - Laurel Guillaume