La Digue Trip

It’s second time that I’ve been to La Digue the nearby island. I had no hopes that I would visit that place again when I’d been there last year. Saw the notice board “Day trip to La Digue”. Signed up excitingly.

The day has come that was on 7th of March. Settled down in the ferry. One of my colleagues was taking seasick pills to take off the journey on the Indian ocean. I was really enjoying the ride on the waves. It was a different experience travelling by ferry in the ocean. It was reminding me my days in Mumbai. I was going by much smaller ferry on many of Sundays to reach the meditation center to spend my whole day. I feel good for doing that even living in the busiest city of India.

 Last year took a seat inside the ferry reason being there were no seats on the top. This time could find some on the top and enjoyed thoroughly. Ocean water was coming all over very often; the taste of the mouth was becoming salty. I was wondering how the sailors’ and fishermen’s life would be. It was amazing to see flying fish around. I didn’t know that something like that exists. Finally the exiting journey ended and we reached a small island called “La Digue”. I was enthusiastic to see life in such a secluded place with all the modern facilities. It is all because of the tourism. This county is known as “Tourist’s Paradise”. Reached a place on the roadside and hired bicycles for the day.

Now, another journey began.
On the way towards the beach, one of our colleagues said that look at the cow pulling the cart. I replied, it is not cow it is bull. Watching schools always has something more than simply watching, it awakens some sort of good feelings.

Reached one of the best beaches of this country and left cycles at the stand without having any fear of losing. Spent some good hours on the beach.

I was in the water checking my breath holding capacity for a while and accidentally I saw a couple getting undressed in front of their around 3year old daughter on the beach. I failed to understand how could they do it having no shy. There are ways if you want to change your wet clothes. In spite of having towels with them they chose to be completely naked.

 Every one of us was hungry and we left the beach to go for lunch. There was the guy called Devi from Nepal working at the pizza place. He recognised one of my colleagues and said that you came last year as well didn’t you. I asked him don’t you remember me, he smiled and said ‘yes’. After lunch again started cycling on the road to another end, on the way everybody suggested to take some rest on the beach. I followed them and lied down on the beach for few minutes and waves started reaching us. So we had to restart our journey.

 I kept going on till the end recalling the last year memories going there. There was the end of the road and paused for a while. On the way back had some coconut drinks. That taste of the coconut water was not same as Indian coconut. Reached back in time to catch up the return ferry. It was so nice feeling to be on the ferry during the sunset watching the ocean, the flying fish and the sky. I’m not sure of coming back here again as it is decision time...