Dried up

The attentive reader has certainly noticed, we are behind schedule. I also received a WhatsApp yesterday

Hello Carmen, 🤗

tell me: are you not writing a travel blog anymore? 🤔 Or was that planned for Mauritius? Wish you a wonderful time...☀️🌊⛱️🙋🏽‍♀️😘

Of course, Mauritius is also included.

Today is beach and pool day. The audience, in terms of nations, is well mixed here. Nevertheless, there are still some who set out in the morning and mark their territory with objects or towels. The fools never die out.

After our daily extensive breakfast round, we try to snag 4 loungers around 10:00 AM. Impossible at the pool, futile under any umbrellas at the beach, it leaves us with the place in the scorching sun or under the palm trees near the vendors' camps. Okay, then it is there, at least there is shade.

However, it's not just the flies 🪰 that are annoying here, but also the street vendors with their cloths, glasses, and chains. With a friendly “No thanks” you definitely won't get rid of them immediately. It was different at the other hotel.

The sea is quite refreshing, whereas the pool water is bathtub temperature.

11:45 AM water aerobics - new animator, new program. Warm water, sun above, and a strenuous workout, the pounds don’t stand a chance anymore.

Completely exhausted and drought-stricken, we first have to balance our fluid intake.

And you can't stand on one leg, the third one tastes good too, and suddenly the question arises: “does the fourth one taste good as well?”

So far, all the cannoneers have tasted different.

Schahaatz and Micha went to bed at 20:15 (watching TV🤪) and Ira and I enjoyed the evening program with a wine spritzer.